Mendocino

Delicate web of fog blankets gently

Caressing the rocky golden bluffs

Gold, feathery sway of tall dry grass

We run to the edge with open arms

Begging the sun to sneak a peak

Wind weaves sweet songs in our hair

Waves match the mother's heartbeat

Our mother's heartbeat luring us

Nature's lullaby rocks us back

Brings us to beautiful calm

Washes away our worries

Rejuvenation, rebirth comes

With this quiet little town

Creativity infuses our hearts

Our minds fill with simplicity

Drawing comfort in buzzing of

Hummingbird wings

Miniature pine trees wave

Squeaks of rusty old bikes

Bring smiles to our faces

We race down the windy hill

Throwing laughs around

in Mendocino.