Pedaling serenely through
dappled shade,
morning sun gleams
rhythmically off
synchronized oars –
a rowing team from
Georgetown sculls
silently through
rippling Potomac waves.
Years and cares slip away
on gentle morning breezes,
unnoticed and unmissed.
Life is sweet.

©Copyright July 1, 2008

by Thurman P. Woodfork