Puget Sound

Water so blue

You can barely tell where the ocean ends
Or where the sky begins

White billowing clouds dancing high above in the cool breeze,

Keeping time with the cracks of the waves kissing the shoreline

The familiar sound of screeching Sea Birds frantically begging for food…

Sailboats glide across the crystal blue Puget Sound
As though they’re sailing on glass

Surrounded by majestic snowcapped mountains and

Tall lanky forest green pines,
I relish in the beauty of God’s canvas.

© Leatherman 2013

 For Verna