Ina Goodling Poet Rhyme

Poem Without a Boat In It

Do you remember that long-ago summer
Camping out down by the lake?
You, me, your sister, and my mother
And all of the memories we’d make?

Fishing, we found, was a pointless pursuit
For all that we managed to hook
Was the shoulder strap of your bathing suit
And I laughed at how silly it looked

Then I swore with a mock-vengeful note
That every last fish, I would catch ‘em
Someday in my very own fishing boat
And I’d call it Michelle’s Attachment

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about friendship
It’s that it takes two for smooth sailing
On our don’t-let-it-come-to-an-end ship
It’s the small things I find worth regaling

It’s been many years since that fateful day
When eleven-year-old me made that vow
And my non-existent boat, by the way
Still has your name on its bow.




For Michelle Pruitt

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