High Tide


We laughed and played and laughed
As the waves broke on the shore
And the Sun baked the sand
And the children screamed for more

Seagulls clustered here and there
Awaiting special treats
We played until our skin burned red
And sand crept in our seats

Then the growing ball of Orange
Slightly touched the ocean
Testing the water first,
It seemed to cease its motion

“Time to go,” I yelled and
shoulders slumped in sorrow
“No fussing or complaining
And we might come back tomorrow.”

Then the children smiled
A new light in their eyes
“We have something to show you.
It’s a really big surprise!”

They know I love surprises
As I follow them to the spot
Where they’ve dug a rather large hole
For such a tiny tot

C’mon dad they beg
We’ll do it really quick
So I climb into the hole
That they’ve hollowed with a stick

They pushed the sand around me
I played along with a giggle
Until the sand was packed so tight
That I couldn’t hardly wiggle.

One last tip of Orange
Cast a faint glow to their faces
And they smiled even wider
As they ran back to their places

They laughed and played and laughed
As the waves broke on the shore
And I screamed until I couldn’t
My throat raw, and sore

I looked up at the Moon
Brilliant in the sky
And couldn’t move my arms
Though I try and try and try

I cried until I laughed
Then I laughed until I cried
Then I smiled to myself
And giggled by and by

Hours came and went
And boredom took its toll
Monotony crept upon me
In my sandy little hole

I laughed and laughed and laughed
As the waves broke on the shore
Then I laughed and laughed and gurgled
And then I laughed no more.

So when it’s time to leave,
And they wanna stay and play
Don’t put off ’til tomorrow
What can be done today.

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