This Time Last Year

This time last year we were in Kauai,

sipping Starbucks on our shaded lanai,

feeling the gentle ocean breeze,

sampling fresh coconut from tall palm trees.

The ocean is waiting for a tentative toe.

Hula dancers sway on the steps below.

Screeching birds swoop in flocks in the sky.

The ocean roar’s a steady lullaby.