They are all fantastic

Cute story love it

Row, Jackie, row. I enjoyed all these stories

Eileen that is a good one. A dolphin, some think shark, I see whale. Terrific

Canoeing out in the deepest of seas, far away from shore,

Lightning struck, the wind raged, and the rain began to pour.

Fear of heart, mixture of water and lightning kinda thing,

Unprepared we were, we had no raincoat, plastic, nor anything.

“Paddle, paddle, we must hurry towards the nearest beach,”

Through dotted wet binoculars there was no land within reach.

What to do? What to do? My mind was in a ferocious spin,

Each wave we crossed it would throw us back again.

Underneath the canoe a bump I felt was more or less a nudge,

At a stand still we were, the canoe gave nary a budge.

We tried to paddle, but the results were a no show,

In the air we went riding a whale, well there she blows.

Through the air we sailed, a canoe in flight,

Landed on a sandy beaches shore just right.

Yo ho the rains stopped the sun came out,

I had no idea where we were, but we could dry out.

© Cynthia Clark

Row, row, row your boat, but don't look down below

If you see a Shark circling you, you will begin to blow

Keep your head and row to shore, don't stop for heavens sake

Leave the Shark to its own devices and quickly make your break

Rowing

Rowing, rowing, rowing

Keeping rowing.

The dolphin is catching up to us.

Let’s keep ahead of the dolphin!

by Eileen Sateriale

Well said Elizabeth

What an adventure Gil

A Day on the Sea

It was quite a gentle morning; the air was fresh with a light breeze a blowing.

The Sun was warm as we left the dock; our little kayak built for two.

Joe and I were friends, that’s for sure, and love to go to sea

In the wee bit of a boat that would rock back and forth as

We paddled farther out from the shore.

The waves would splash over our bow into our face, the spray of salt water cool us in the warmth of the Sun.

We had our fishing poles with hopes of catching a trout or two, a dinner we were looking for.

But we got a whole lot more then we bargain for, on my line was something I did not want, it was a very big white shark.

Aw, you took my bait, said the shark with a grin.

My dinner a waits, what a catch I got two said the shark still with that evil grin.

Joe and I throw are poles into the water, and paddled as fast as we could, still that shark was there, its mouth wide open.

That shark was so big, and our boat was so small we had a fear that our end was near, and dinner we would be.

But out of the east moving very fast a Coast Guard Cutter

Was closing in on us, we paddled as fast as we could but that shark hit our boat with its snoot

Up in the air we went, our times up, I thought

But when we came down we land on him, the shark that is

What a pickle this is, a little boat on the back of this old shark. Just as it dived, the Cutter arrived.

Now on the Cutter, heading back to safe harbor

Joe and I looked at each other, and swore nevermore, would we go out to sea in a kayak for two. Instead of fish

From now on I will only eat meat!

Guildford H Windley

March 12, 2018

Beauty below

humans paddling over

watched by God above