She hath wings

Sitting here

Staring at Lake King,

Grateful for the breeze

Tickling my face

And the red flag flapping

The whir of the engine

Laughing, playing, children

The bee that didn’t sting me

And the seals that frolicked.

Time to relax;

Away from children clamouring

Remembering my childhood

And my love of the water

Snapping pictures like Dad,

Surrounded by marine life

I vow to do this again

Before time slips away.

© M. Patterson 21.1.2026