Day at the Beach
What play to make a dam and watch the water
Flow around, or save a worm
By lifting it to higher ground.
The sink you excavated became a sink-hole,
Hiding the driftwood and rocks
Meant to line its walls.
But all was not lost; you turned and dug a moat
Around a castle fair, for ladybugs
To dwell in splendour.
A graceful bridge of sand spanned the moat.
White foam washed in
And softened all its edges.
Another daughter and father greeted us
In passing. Two rousing dogs
Dropped by, but only briefly.
Other than that, our companions were
The wind and surf, and several
Birds with very long beaks.
They were turning their heads and preening
Their feathers. O days
Like these can last forever...
©2016 Michael Fraley
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