Our Last Great Day Together

We stood next to rainbow waters Not noticing their beauty for we were children And rainbow waters were our normal We had brought our nets Because we had both broken our fishing poles Sword fighting with them Our mother had warned us But we are six and eight We wanted to sword fight that day So here we are on the river bank With nets, trying to get anything we can Milly is trying to coax butterflies. I was trying to get a frog, But he outsmarted me. We are laughing too loudly to catch fish anyway This will be our last day together For one of us will not be here after tomorrow. I am glad we did not know.