What had it looked like, from the restaurant terrace high on the cliff overlooking that bay?
A sky unbblemished by clouds, and the sea invitingly blue, and around the headland
leaving a thin white trail, slides a luxury cruiser.
It bends its course to a place just there where it stops. The anchor drops and on the decks
appear its passengers in their swimming suits. After a pause, the first dives in,
and then the rest are joining him, some diving from the prow, some jumping
off a cabin roof, and up there on the terrace, carried across the water,
their voices are heard, not clear but more than hinting at people having fun.
So, what had it looked like, from the restaurant terrace high on the cliff overlooking that bay?
Did those who were sipping a coffee or lighting a cigarette think
"That's just got to be the life!" Were they thinking "Money can buy it all!"
Oh I hope they were.
That water was cold, and it was only the thought
of the envy we might have inspired that made jumping in
worthwhile.
A sky unbblemished by clouds, and the sea invitingly blue, and around the headland
leaving a thin white trail, slides a luxury cruiser.
It bends its course to a place just there where it stops. The anchor drops and on the decks
appear its passengers in their swimming suits. After a pause, the first dives in,
and then the rest are joining him, some diving from the prow, some jumping
off a cabin roof, and up there on the terrace, carried across the water,
their voices are heard, not clear but more than hinting at people having fun.
So, what had it looked like, from the restaurant terrace high on the cliff overlooking that bay?
Did those who were sipping a coffee or lighting a cigarette think
"That's just got to be the life!" Were they thinking "Money can buy it all!"
Oh I hope they were.
That water was cold, and it was only the thought
of the envy we might have inspired that made jumping in
worthwhile.
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