Ferry

The bright skies beckon
I stare out the grimy window in surprise
The sun is smiling
Grabbing camera strap and pounding up the salty stairs
Out onto the deck of the ferry
I feel on top of the world
The waves below me dance in the breeze
The flag whips around the pole
A joyful reminder of our country
Snapping photos
I feel patriotic
The sun tanned bench
The yellow smokestack,
Stacks of wood sitting quietly in the water
Guiding ships into shore
Through my lens, my eyes
The world takes shape
The gulls whorl around
Singing and crying a joyful song