Along the Dock

Prancing along a seaside dock,

I start to spin like the hands

Of a clock, telling time

As fast as it can, never wavering,

Out of rhythm, never skipping

A happy beat.

I stop a moment to collect myself,

As my silly brain keeps on spinning,

And I almost lose my balance.

But I don’t topple, thank goodness.

It’s all a part of a simple day

Among the boats and fishermen.

Measure and scrub, tie and lift.

Simple and sure, tried and true.

Glowing Inside

I see you standing there.

Such a pair, you and I.

When you start

To smile from your heart,

I glow inside

Like a jack-o-lantern

On Halloween.