Drawn to the water’s
edge, we watch the light changing,
the far regatta
taking one last turn
toward home. It’s the best part
of the summer day.
A few of us wait
for the first stars to show the
unimaginable.
Drawn to the water’s
edge, we watch the light changing,
the far regatta
taking one last turn
toward home. It’s the best part
of the summer day.
A few of us wait
for the first stars to show the
unimaginable.