She used to swim almost all year round
but she’s slowly growing older.
She used to love being out on the water
but these days she gets seasick.
She’s been in boats ever since childhood
but now her hips won’t really let her
pull the dinghy down the beach
haul it all the way back in again.
She frets about her grandkids out on paddleboards
but they just say she used to do far wilder things.
Though she plays less in the sea, creatures
from the loch keep coming up to her.
Sea gives forever. Tides are vital.
Sea carries us away. Life is tidal.
(with thanks to Lotte Glob)