The talented Margaret Mair, an island girl like myself, with a painting – and poem – for people like me who wish they were on a tropical beach this cold Ontario morning….
Boats on the Beach (St Martin), Margaret Mair, original art
It calls, the sea,
To the restless boat
Uncomfortably cotched
On a sandy shore,
Longing for
Rocking waves
And cooling current
And the feel
Of wake moving
Singingly along
Her planked hull,
Dreaming of
Sliding pleasurably
Through the
Welcoming water
And leaving a path
Of lacy bubbles
Across the warm sea
To mark
Her gentle passage.
So may we travel
Leaving only
A beautiful lacery
Of memories
In our wake.
Written by Margaret Mair
Painting, original art by Margaret Mair
Cynthia Reyes 
The sun came out today in north Texas, giving us a lacery of not-too-cold breezes and clouds. Sunny smile headed your way.
Excellent. Thank you!
Ah, sweet memories. 🙂
Yes, indeed.
Thank you again for reblogging this, Cynthia, and helping share my work and words with so many more people!
You are most welcome. It’s my pleasure.
Love that. It’s really visual and I like the message. 😉