A Mid Summers Day

A Mid Summers Day It is the perfect summer’s day The suns warmth on my face The lake calm as glass on a table I sit there bobbing like a piece of driftwood The lapping of water a serenade to peacefulness The call of a loon nearby The thumbs up The deafening roar and ever so more Every muscle in my body now tense The knees bent and arms extent I am propelled forward like a missile The defining moment arrived, shall I fail or survive At first I waiver like a giraffe’s first steps into life The wind sweeps back my hair The summer heat flushes my face Like a blow dryer working its pace Now I glide effortlessly as if standing on water The shoreline passing at ever increasing speed Exhilaration is now my need Round and round we go as if in slow mo Then once again my legs do go quiver Adrenalin has met its match as exhaustion arrives One minute on water the next I’m in To shore, a beer, a smile and maybe a grin Life of a water skier Andreas Simic©