A neighbour child watches
from the hillside, open-mouthed harbour
teasing, gray dawn alive
pretends to be one of the tourists
recording digital sights on the Marine Trail
and our little man never tires, listening
to the ocean call, calling.
Surrounded by craggy shorelines and
tidal retreat, sand dunes blossoming
the boy admires the scenic montage, as
seagulls stall in flight, signatures prescribed
for shapely rocks, an Atlantic view.
Richard L. Provencher
My wife, Esther and I are "born-again" and enjoy sharing our writing. It is a Christian Outreach for us. Our E-mail is: email@example.com. You are invited to visit our website at: www.wsprog.com/rp/. Free downloads available. We live in Truro, Nova Scotia, Canada. Please pray for one another.