Peggy Sue by Jobe

When Michael peered through the silver, shiny porthole, he could see the glittering, diamond sea undulating beneath the boiling hot sun. While he was patiently watching the opaque, swirling waves, a pod of dancing grey dolphins popped up: they were emerging out of the sea. To the right of him, a flock of swallows flew past the yacht, he watched the swallows fly in the summer’s sky. Half way in the ocean, he spotted a rookery of albatross floating down to a small island. A wreck of sea birds flew onto the white yacht to take a break from flying over the aqua sea…