Along the walk the suits and sneakers stroll,
So many faceless smiles that tell a lie,
And don't reveal the true and costly toll,
Instead with righteous glare they will deny.
We walked one time along this very shore
To skip a stone and watch the otters play
And vowed not to become what we abhorred,
A knight and a sweet damsel we would stay.
But that was all so very long ago
And as the storm blows in from o're the pond
And suits hide there behind their parasols,
It's for the simple times I dearly long.
Just like the otters we will splash and dive
And naked in the rain we will survive.