My Father's Boat
A seagull’s cry
Twilight fog deepening
A distant bell gong
The quiet rattle of chord against mast
A partial conversation soon lost
The skiff fading into shadow
A hot mug of chocolate
My fishing line over the side to pass the time
With comfy sweatshirt and watch cap
I remember
My Father’s boat
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