Her old surf mural
Leans on Byron’s past;
His father was a sailor
There’s happiness here at last-
Painted palms in paradise
Sway gently on her porch
Floppy fronds, big green palms
Wave at me serenely;
The sprawling green
Invites four paws
To run and roll and play,
Ping pong playtime
Daybed naptime
Snooze the hours away
Kookaburras laugh at life
And teach me what to say-
I love this place in Byron
Where I sit in
Peace.
Namaste