By: Taylor Duncan
The boat is cruising
on the lake like surfers gliding through the ocean.
The wind is blowing
through my long blonde hair.
I feel little drops of water from
the kids splashing around me,
hitting my skin.
The dock is always pulsing with the water.
The wind blows away all my worries.
Even when it rains,
I always wait for the sun on the other side,
to find another way to be happy.