Einstein Woz Here

I’d guess that even a genius
would enjoy a visit to the seaside.
It’s only a ten minute boat ride
across a narrow stretch of water
from here to the harbour.

He must have made that journey
and then sat in the sun with a straw hat
balanced  on his wild white hair,
licking an ice cream perhaps,
or eating fish and chips.

Maybe he was giving his brain, the brain
of a genius, the day off?  Soaking up
the rays, as they say. Letting his mind remain
on the mundane. Relaxing and thinking,
‘I really must do this again.’