Posted in Throwback Thursday

“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore

On the Rocks

Against the smoothed rocks
Is the water happily splashing
High in the air go flying my crocks
When I’m barefoot in the sand dashing

Close to the water’s edge
I once again my allegiance pledge
Wowing, this year my toe to dip
Even if it means biting the lip

Come high hell or cold water
Because it may never get hotter
In the ocean I will swim
Even if my eyesight will dim

After all, it is Spring Time!