They churn
They sway
In the wake they create
As they make
Their way
To the pier
Then the parking lot
And their designated spot
Nestled in among the other boats and yachts
Some historic
Some enormous
Some sleek
And some just neat
They arrive here to rest
To nest
And let the owners de-stress
But the members of the crew
Knew
In the morning dew
They would leave when the first wind blew
The sailboats get the first winds
Little waves they make
And the mighty yachts
Follow in their spots
Breaking with motor speed
As they all weave
To the beautiful deep sea
And the glorious waters of tranquility…
Sail away Resort Guys and Girls
