A Windy Day

The wind was humming past my ears

that wasn’t why we were out

Forcing us to stay at shore seemed like a crime;

we anxiously worked, but we didn’t mind

We were still by the lake

Repairing masts in the sun

our skin burned under the sun

The metal was hot to the touch

we anxiously worked, but we didn’t mind

We were working with each other

He told me that back in Italy, none of this existed

it made our work that much more fun

going out on the water even more fun

eating out afterwards even more fun

But we kept working

Only days before he had to leave,

leave the old canopy where we bonded

the filthy green lake that was his home

We still had each other,

But we still had to work

We hung out every day

seeing each other was a given

To think that might change

Didn’t cross our minds once

We kept working