Sunday brunch
marina restaurant
sitting, wishing to
sail southward for winter
gazing past the window
off to the slip moored
offshore
old man
stand-up paddling
his Labrador Retriever
for a morning walk
as often happens
opportunities arise
as in life
unplanned
unprepared
a moment captured
as this, rain or shine when
the dog must
come to shore
and in this way
the Master becomes
the Servant.
– Poem captured from a letter sent by Steve