Ode to Shoal Draft in December

I dipped my toe into the water, I felt it hit the ground,
I slowly came to realize 'twas this depth all around.
But I did not fear, I did not weep, nor beat upon my breast,
Because I knew as Shallow Water Sailors do, we could sail that best.
We'd lift our boards and sing our songs, think not we of the sand,
As we skimmed across the morning dew that lay upon the land.
All hail to you and hie we on, thin water sailors all
This paean wrote is naught but note at end of cold bleak fall.