Perfect Water Lair

Written by: Russell Sivey

The air is wet, the sky is very grey A buoy works its shift down near the shore Light is quite scarce in these clouds by the bay Might be a little rain, clouds to implore The waves are more brisk down on the surface There might be a flash of lightning no more There’s nothing between the water and grace A constant wind exists out in the air There’s a tender, calm feeling in this place Never will one find terror or despair On this ocean a perfect water lair
Russell Sivey