Boaters going by on the still, still sea
Sounds by the birds and the wind through the trees
Away for a week, well you know it is a treat
To be here with you my love and the land and some friends
We do separate jaunts
Sometimes together, sometimes apart
Enjoying our holiday at a cottage up north
These are some thoughts that just crossed my mind
Writing down notes watching the boaters going by
Fulfilling our time before we have to part
Back to the city it shouldn't take that long
Floating down the still, still sea
Peace and love is what comes to mind these days