snow bird

he's a snow bird now.
retired
but young.
off to florida to his beach
house.
his bungalow by the sea.
the rods
are waiting, the little
boat he'll tow
to the sand and set
sail
upon the blue warm water.
his bags are packed
with shorts and short sleeve
shirts
decorated with pineapples
and oranges.
he has a straw hat,
sandals.
he fills up the tank,
and off he goes.
into the light
of a different life
away from ice
away from snow.