It’s time to say good-by to our land bound friends
Our family seems happy, our endless talking now ends.
The weeks and months of planning we now put behind
Double and triple checked all the paperwork’s been signed.
Our boats are our homes a floating castle at last,
We use words like galley and head, forward and aft.
They have equipment like chart plotters and radar of all different brands,
Yet, with all this technology, our keels still manage to find land.
Our Flag is our symbol; it’s a burgee I’m told,
In the wind it’s a beacon for all to behold.
“You’re a Looper” is usually the first words to be uttered
“So are we…….would you like to have a drink” J.
Our collections are varied but they have to be small
Some sand or a shell, you just can’t keep them all.
A pin or picture, a mug or a hat
Some people buy T shirts saying been there done that.
I’ve taken pictures of places, of things that bring out the kid
I want to remember all the things that I did.
Photos with gators and sunsets and birds… our cameras we fill
My question is quite simple…how to make a dolphin stay still
We all carry cards, there’s no info they lack
So many ways to find us, we even filled up the back
We scramble to find them; I know others do the same
I remember the boat but I can’t place his name.
The places we visit North South East and West
It’s hard to pin down a place we liked best
Names from our Canada or the US of A.
Just sound it out, it’s called, Choc-ta-what-chee Bay.
If you read these short verses and they brought you a smile
It’s the memories we make with each passing mile
In boating and life, try to keep your words sweet
Cause when the metaphorical docking is done, it may be them that you eat.
I’ll leave you with my simple uptake on life
Hold the hand of your partner your husband your wife
Call it a loop or a circle I know when our circle ends
Our most cherished possession will be our circle of friends.
Gary and Christelle with, Jacob, Josie and Jessie.