Happy Drops

Happy Drops

My feet splash the white froth

And my shins drip the blue green sea

As the sun rises on my shoulders

Shedding its flecks of light

On the rose tipped clouds

That paddle across the sky,

Across the ocean, in turn

To spill their damp flakes of life

On upturned green faces,

Slightly flushed from a night of dewing.

– John E Leahy

ca 1970