Picture by Jim Warren

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The boats bob up and down
As I walk along the bay
The wind begins to change direction
And I feel the ocean spray

The seagulls start to circle
As they herald in the storm
I pull my coat around me
In an effort to keep warm

The boats begin to sway
Lurching from side to side
As the waves come into shore
On the incoming tide

I seek shelter in a boatshed
Just as the rain begins to fall
The waves lurch even higher
As they scale the sea wall

The storm doesn't last for long
And soon the sky begins to clear
I see a rainbow in the distance
And people walking on the pier

Soon the light of day will fade
And the night will replace day
I'll sit and watch the twinkling lights
Reflecting out across the bay