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Denver

Denver

Denver is  the man
Growing like crazy
He is part of the clan
And he is not lazy

Moving about
Zoom and zag
Ready to loudly shout
And play a game of tag

He can be shy
Hard to get going
Then he is ready to fly
With no slowing

He can be hard headed
Wanting his way
Which can make you lightheaded
But he is almost four but halfway

He is caring and loving
Wanting a hug from you
Giving one without complaining
A hug is honest and true

I like Denver
We have fun
He will be an achiever
A strong one

Beginning to Sail

I learned to sail
On a little lake
Bring on the gale
A piece of cake

We flipped
And turned
We whipped
And learned

How to sail close reach
How to right our boat
How to run up on the beach
How to sit and float

Not terribly hard
But full of fun
In our backyard
And in the sun

Friends would ride
Along with my dog
Jumping from side to side
Just like a frog

Intentionally capsizing
And driving me mad
There was no compromising
They were annoying and bad

I wanted to cruise
They wanted to tip
I would always lose
But it was my ship

A little Laser
Chasing about
A hell raiser
Fun no doubt

We were young
And it was thrilling
I was stung
Sailing was fulfilling

I was mesmerized and hooked
The rest of my life and forever more
A skill many have overlooked
I always miss when ashore

The sheets full of the wind
The boat rocking up and down
Throughout history of mankind
Sailors of old necessary playground

To travel and trade
They would navigate
And they were not afraid
It was their fate

We are tourist
On our vessels
Not real purist
We hide in nestles

Where it is secure
Until the bad weather passes
We are not on a timetable tour
Creeping about like molasses

Enjoying the swim
Fishing and eating
Everything a whim
Not competing

Enjoying life
Sailing about
No mayhem or strife
Sailing the best route

Praise on my lips
Salute to sailors of old
And their necessary trips
They were brave and bold