Poet

Fathers Day (1994)
 
Here is the day
I remembered I was you once.
 
You were so small
and the car, so comfy
big and strong, smelled of gasoline
when we got out at the beach.
 
and everything was bigger then
the horizon, the beach, the sand, the wind
the rolling crash of the surf.
 
and all the things were little, like toys.
tiny fishing boats bobbing far, far out to sea
and a small rubberband aeroplane hanging high in the sky
while we silently built our sandcastles with our
little plastic buckets.
 
and all the people said nothing
because the world was talking about big and little.
 
And there was a mummy and a daddy who were big
and held our little hands and carried us
when we cried because we were tired.
 
And mummy said
and daddy said
who we were and what was this place.
 
And the whole world said nothing
because it was ours
to encompass,
just then.
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