there were eighteen of us (a satellite group of vacation family)

sitting happily in the early evening air

at two long picnic tables pushed into one.

behind us was the water’s edge,

and the ocean itself.

and beside us one of the lighthouses that ‘two lights’ is named for.i repeat, (and i apologize for rubbing it in, but…) this is the life.

‘ocean’ taken from 148:7 of the psalms.