When summer fades it helps to know
A dear friend waits from long ago.
The friend you are, you’ll always be
Now poised beneath a tranquil sea.
I’ve seen you not since early fall
The last time on a brisk morning.
From your deep brown eyes, to offshore spray
I remember as if yesterday.
Upon a rais’d ocean floor
Those six foot days will come once more.
But until then I’ll watch you rest
Awaiting spring’s first northwest.
Photography: Jhordan Avalos
Assistant; Rosina Inostroza
Assistant: Miguel Dominguez