Once reluctant, my sister
has found the joy in ocean swells
that I promised her,
with the help of a yellow boogie board.
Above clouds shift back and forth
covering the sun, the prospect
darkening to the east.
Sea birds fly near the surface,
their white wings green
from reflecting waves.
The sea is mysterious,
the sky uncertain. But
I watch in this moment
and am content.
Jul 2, 2025
Jul 2, 2025 at 12:21 PM UTC
Once reluctant, my sister
has found the joy in ocean swells
that I promised her,
with the help of a yellow boogie board.
Above clouds shift back and forth
covering the sun, the prospect
darkening to the east.
Sea birds fly near the surface,
their white wings green
from reflecting waves.
The sea is mysterious,
the sky uncertain. But
I watch in this moment
and am content.
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