My Fondest Memory

To recall being in a sailboat drifting so peacefully across the sea, the heart calming, moving under the wave of swells. What a serenade it brings reminding me of my first whale song and notes from dolphins, wondering if mermaids have a voice I can tell when they rise from the depths, greeting ships on full moon nights. Upon the sand all ocean’s orchestra plays, this my fond memory as a young girl on an islet's stage echoing within me through a reverie shaped as a shell. Dec 12, 2016 My Fondest Memory, Frank Herrera