Dacron Days

To spend the days sharing The one thing in life she loves doing the most To feel the energy, the speed, The waves moving under her feet Awaken by the morning breeze The air-call brings her to the sea Where colorful, giant, wounded butterflies Are waiting for the wind To lift them from the surface of the water And send them spinning to the horizon A moment to realize The splendid feeling of freedom I'm engaged in And the fact that she is faster than me