Pond

Wheeled myself this morning To the waterside, flawlessly mirroring Bright white, blue coloured early sky Daisies strewn around like smithereens Hip hopping bird, questioningly Asking for crumbs I have not, why Not bring that one small gift of love For this one small friend? Humming wordless sound Watching whirligig beetle Turn and twist, walk like that one son On water, or diving under, oblivious To my admiring eyes, if only for One second, or one hour to Walk the surface like a bouncer Swim and dive, breathe in deeply.