How sublime it would be to have lived here as a child;
to amble out on Frenchman’s Pier to cast a line,
or, in the early morning, hear the tide softly
brush the marsh grass of the Little River’s gentle shores.
Oh, what it would have been like to take my skiff
to explore Susan Point and Stanwood Point
and keep going beyond Biskie Head into the
Annisquam – and from there – from there, anywhere!
A place where I could steer a course in a summer breeze
that never ends and see foreign lands and
mountains and magical islands, all while on
my back, gazing up from Frenchman’s Pier.
© Marty Luster 2012
Encore, first posted July 22, 2012.
I’ll be taking a short break from daily posts. See you soon.