Sea Folly's Story
Many cheery vessels I see, happily bobbing on a bright blue sea. Down below the seahorses dance with the fish, weaving through the grass and coral with a swish. There is not a cloud in the sky, the winds are low and so is the tide. Quietly we gently glide and float, united on our memories in a lovely boat. I see your smiling face, wallow in your caring gaze, and feel the warmth of the sun’s embrace, as we sail on to a familiar place, all the while keeping pace, with the lively underwater steeple chase. Every day whether asea or ashore, I travel back without a sail or an oar, and my spirits soar. We are there once more, together in the craft we both adore.