Wave Washed Board

wave washed board Sail ye, wave washed board. Surf the crushing white water. Feel the joy of the wet drop wind on your surface. Return toward land born, where you were once mighty. Strait with green bow. Flowing with the wind, soft glitter sound, praised the soothing music. Yours the wonder, providing all, shade freely given, taken in escape, from the heat, under your crown. These I do remember, yours the role of providing, now in thanks, I will give in your retiring.