A little life.
Big splash.
Race to the float,
But, first, better ask.
Fetch a medic on Survivor's dock.
Wipe the stock of photos from the
last bonfire.
Click, click.
Tock, tock.
The buzz of voices
turn a row of tanned
young moms.
The Adirondack chairs
gleam,
as seen from the seaplane.
Trees cast long shadows
as night falls,
As one by one,
they call,
"Mommy, watch me!"
What fun echoes across the lake:
"Not my circus. Not my monkeys."
Such a charmed life,
for the children's sake.
Big Splash