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