Lifejacket strung on the clothes line,
Still dripping with lakewater and smiles
From when I skied across the great
Puddle of light that sits in front of me now,
Sitting under a canopy of leaves with universes
At my fingertips,
Hair blowing in my face
That I finally washed
After too many back-and-forths
Of the pool and the lake,
Texting with friends
About movies and books,
And making plans
For a big sleepover
That may or may not happen,
Wondering how people can turn such
A perfect summer
Into something filled with fear
Of news headlines
And the realities they bring:
How the headlines are truths
And what they speak of
Is actually happening,
And how people should let the light
Reflected off water and smiles
Fill them with gratitude
For both the world
And the people that fill it.
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