Blue sky blue water

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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Comments (1)

Oceanzest
enjoyed that FF, a post-war Aus childhood trial, twice I've been to Manly on the ferry, not to busy either time considering the size of Sydney.
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