To see the beautiful boats,
Lined up like an armada.
Ready for doing their duty,
From a simple sail to a regatta.
Such peace it brings to me,
Standing and admiring each one.
I love to see the fishing ships come in,
Knowing their work has been done.
With a flock of gulls following,
Hoping for one small fish to eat.
I laugh at their perseverance,
Wishing them luck and not defeat.
From small boats to huge yachts
That are so out of my reach.
Yet, I seek to find a marina of boats,
For they bring my soul so peace.