For Bobby Darin

Extraordinary,
This man who lived near the ocean.
Azure skies, French blue waters
Saw a searching and always learning man,
Heard a man whose song would be known forever.
Tides and winds dance to his rhythms, flamenco strings.

Any song he sings is for us all.
To everyone who hears he gives his all.
Leaving the water's edge he carries it with him.
This place misses him. I miss him.

Little boat over the ocean.
Sails to new listening
Sky blue above and beside us.
Bobby, sing your songs to me.

Connie J.
December 2006