Blue sky blue water above me My aunt on the beach The Manly harbour sand Didn't hear me of course And in fact I did not cry out. A cloudy day I think Because I have no memory of sunshine Just stepping in a hole in the sand Arms up and seeing the sky Some young guy came and pulled me up Else I would not be here 70 years later, would I?
Since my aunt Merle was there My mother must have been In hospital As she often was At that time My father too perhaps But both survived 50 more years.
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Posted: Apr 2021
About this poem:
Just a story from the past. Significant in one one sense and nothing in another.
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