Last year on this date,
Old Silver
was frozen in place.
Waves captured in an iron grasp
as they rolled towards
a snow encrusted beach.
Winter had a strangle hold
on our shores.

Our January beach
is peaceful
as this new year opens.
Waves remain free
with their normal ebb and flow.
A lone seagull
contemplates the expanse
and appreciates the moment,
as do we.