Fear
The last time I went to the beach
Watching my grandson play
He was caught by rogue wave
Was being pulled out of the way
I tried to run through waist deep
Water, to pull him safely in
Just had grabbed into my clinch
When a horrible a pain did begin
I was sure something humongous
That had bitten me
Shark had to be his name
I screamed and let go and no one came
I ran to get the child again
Even though I was in terrible pain
Just as I had him in my grip
The thing bit me again
I held on this time
Dared to not let go
In horrendous pain
I pulled him safely to the shore
When I got out of the water
The pain was even worse
I went back and washed
In the sea water to try to ease the hurt
We evetually got to a pharmacy
To see what they suggest
He gave me some medicine
With which to keep the places wet
The lesson that I learned from this
Be careful at the beach
Because there could be something lurking
Just under your feet
(It was a jelly fish which I never saw and he stung me twice. I had places on my thighs and
both lower legs. To this day I have an indented place on my lower leg where I guess the skin
was digested by the poison. Two weeks after it happened I shaved my legs and the intense
pain started again and I had to go to an emergency room. I had to have shots cortizone and
dose packs and anti-itch creams and antibiotics. This was no fun. I do not have an
understanding husband and this was one of those hurts that was in the poem "Unloved".)
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2009
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