Boat Ride to Capri
Rocking steadily,
Wind blasting itself past
Almost too fast for one to breathe
Sun in dancing,
Dancing,
On the waters of the sea,
Up ahead, the destination,
The destination, Capri!
With clouds encircling the hilltops
Like a crown on a king's head,
Wing is blowing,
Blowing
Away all troubles
as it cries out to you,
turn your face to Capri!
The tail of the boat
So white and foamy
Trails behind, stretching far back,
Don't look back, it says,
Don't look back,
Look forward to Capri!
And when one does,
Breath is blasted away,
By the winds,
By the sight,
Beautiful Capri!
� Elysia N. Fields