“The clouds heavy looking and filled with stormy rain, I know, soon will fade, because I am on a boat and totally enjoying myself“ Gun Roswell

Across the wide seas

Setting sail, towards the open, and still calm seas, totally inviting 

But the forecast filed with ominous promises of possible thunder and lightning 

And as soon a hit those supposedly calming waves, I am starting to hesitate 

What if a terrible storm filled with hurricane range winds, would end up being my fate

But then again, I was already determined, of my precious break time, on the ocean to spend

And no amount of hell of a high water, would ever keep me, from reaching that very end

So for now, my small vessel, I am confidently steering, with my face still in a state of leering

Because this type of a trip, was a long time in planning, and I’m not about starting 

To change those plans so well made, because if there is one thing, I really hate

Is not completing a set up task, even if out here I could not too long last

But the point here being, that I will try to be seeing, through this, venture

No matter the weather, I know this will still be, quite, the adventure, for me