In a Friday Poetry post, April Halprin Wayland showed a new poetry form called a trimeric. Click on trimeric to see the post. I thought it might be fun to capture parts of our trip with our grandson in a different way.
I Watched My Grandson
“We’re off to new adventures”, I shouted, and
my husband and my grandson said,
‘We’re in!”
So we flew to Florida, depositing ourselves on an island.
My husband and my grandson said,
“Let’s try out those new boogie boards.”
Then, well-covered with sunscreen, we splashed and laughed ourselves silly.
“We’re in!” came the words for cruising Tarpon Bay.
Amazing birds flew around us at sunset, while within our view
swam dolphins and manatees. It’s for precious moments
that we flew to Florida, depositing ourselves on an island.
I watched my grandson, already growing
tall enough to meet my eye.
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