Exuberant Glee

Forgotten days

Of rain and beach

Riding on our inflatable double-mattress

borrowed from our tent

with my brothers in Cranfield

You tried to stay in the centre

otherwise, the waves knocked you into foaming fun

The screams, the laughter

the realisation

That joy is not dependent

On blue skies and sunshine

It springs from endeavours on challenging seas

Alongside loved ones

Exhilarated by the stolen roller coaster ride

Skin numb with cold

Hair tangled dripping ropes

Face red and wind whipped

The only idiots

In the sea

On a grey rain lashed shore

Buffeted by winds and waves

We scream our triumph

To the sea birds above

Adrenaline pumped

We ride the rough Atlantic waves

With exuberant glee

Joy wrestled from

grey skies and seas

What a glorious day!