Unlock the gates and put out the rings,
The boat hooks hang on the wall while
The garage door rails squeak and sing.
The docks need a scrub from the gifts of the geese
And the boats need a bail, courtesy of the rain
clipboards, and don’t forget the sign in sheets
Patrons and sailors, young and old
Walk in through the gate to find their sail
Some knowingly timid, some foolishly bold.
To each a method, for every a boat
education, recreation, here to help and teach
The student, the senior, the child in a coat.
The sailing center proud though small
Happy to be there from the sunny may
Through till the freeze in the fall.
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