She says there are waves to board,

On the beach today I won’t be bored,

By the time you read this I will be halfway there toward,

My favorite beach, my Mother ocean, to then ride the waves,

On my short little boogie board…J

The weather supposed to be most delightful,

Mom ocean says she is quite warm,

The air temp too like summer at ninety,

Though there could be some strong rips,

That out into the ocean further could of me pull…J

This will likely be my last, for this summer, swim,

The cooler weather is approaching, just to the west beyond the rim,

But I don’t feel about this in anyway grim,

For today I do this on a wonderful & happy whim…J