In the time of the rain’s
We gather
Wrapping our wet lines
To Pierre and Tove’s dock
We secure our boats
Having carried us here
Today
To celebrate life’s good fortune.
In this gathering
Of happy faces
New and old
Each of us carries
Friendship and respect
Love and appreciation
For this man
Who examples
How we all aspire to be
Observant
Thoughtful
Generous.
As we celebrate
80 years of life
Still going strong
Smoke from the back of the bay rises
As another historical building crumbles.
Stories told
And thankyou’s given
We unwrap our lines
And point our bows
Toward home.
Sitting here quietly now
35 years later
I feel great joy and sadness
To have caught the tail end
Of a community evaporating
And I thank my lucky stars
That Billy pulled my house ashore
So many years ago
Anchoring me
Here in the Broughton. Oct 12, 2014
