A Family Moment.

The painting, 'A Day on the Bay' by Sandra D. Wilson, sparked my memory and prompted me to write this poem. We were not often all together as a family in a moment of relaxation. This was a special day for me, I hope Craig and Sandra remember it. The perfection of the day, its colours, sounds and smells stayed with me as I drifted off to sleep that night.

Remember Peterborough,

that rare relaxation with our parents -
our picnic in that sunny cove?

Too cool to swim
we lazed on the white sand,
buried our feet in its warmth,
built sandcastles.
Smells of salt and seaweed
seasoned our sandwiches -
how ravenous we were.

Moving jewel blue colours of the sea,
capped by foam breakers
that crashed at our feet,
sucked away support.

Cotton clouds chased each other
accross spring sky.
Behind my closed lids
those scenes replay in Technicolour
and seagulls shriek in Hi Fidelity.