I'm getting old, or so I am told,

my hair's turning silver, my forehead is bold.

I still love the water, and to play in the surf

getting wet is way better than standing on turf.

On it at dawn while others still sleep,

my paddle has slowed but still strong and deep,

I live for the drop on waves fast and steep.

Surfing for pleasure and the fun it's a thrill,

as each day I go, honeing my skill.

So when in the lineup , we're bound to meet

to nod with a smile, is a soulful greet.

I'll keep on surfing for the rest of my days

and I'll never stop searching

for hidden beaches and bays.