Thursday, June 27, 2013

Before the First Summer Swim

Toes perfectly curved
around the edge of the dock.
The first summer jump.

1 comment:

  1. Wow! This takes me back to when I was a young kid and our family would go up into Northern Minnesota for the summer to my gradparent's lake cabin. That first just into the water off the edge of the dock was always filled with anticipation and a little trepidation. You've captured that memory for me beautifully in this poem. Thanks for sharing it!


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