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This Life

 With Kit, Age 7, at the Beach

We would climb the highest dune, 
from there to gaze and come down: 
the ocean was performing; 
we contributed our climb.
Waves leapfrogged and came straight out of the storm.
What should our gaze mean? Kit waited for me to decide.
Standing on such a hill, what would you tell your child? That was an absolute vista.
Those waves raced far, and cold.
"How far could you swim, Daddy, in such a storm?" "As far as was needed," I said, and as I talked, I swam.

by William Stafford
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