Monday’s smooth as glass.
Drop a line as this day’s fine.
Reel in peace and joy.
Rush hour at the lake.
No one’s late. They meditate.
Slow lanes sail in peace.
Peace is what I crave.
Morning waves, a dog bone saved.
Think I’ll sit a while.
Think I’ll float my boat.
Seeking peace, my stress should cease.
Traffic’s for the birds.
Blue still shines through gray.
Small boats will sail, without fail.
Peace rolls into shore.
Morning views are best.
Full of peace with few regrets.
Worries sail on by.
My pup’s one good boy.
So full of hope, peace, and joy.
Those eyes say it all.