The wind caresses my hairAs I grasp the tiller,The direction of the sail in my hands.I watch the dazzling turquoise waterSplash up against the boat,And glance up at my grandma’s magnificent face.“Am I doing OK?”She answers with a smile and a wink.I feel so good,With the seagulls flying all around me,And the warm summer sunshineBeating on my bare back.I feel so good,With wonder flying all around meAnd the warm love of my grandmaBeating in my soul.