Bird Island

Summer came quickly and was almost forgotten.

Time on the seashore just a passing memory,

The birds up above and the wind in my hair.

Everything that wasn’t tied down was blown away,

Even words that didn’t carry were scattered like leaves.

To brave the bay and go where I haven’t been.

Spinning tall tales of knightly battles along the way,

To the place where a great giant was vanquished.

When this giant fell he broke off a bit of land,

Not enough for a man but plenty enough for a bird.

“Sail around Bird Island!” Hollered my father

It takes a steady hand to navigate the course.

One wrong move and we will be marooned,

Yet I am able to slip by the shoreline

And sail out the other side.