Undated Summer Children

An ancient unknown city in the west somewhere Under the road it had a pipeline maze for water How old the city people didn’t remember. During a remote sweltering summer time Before the start of debate on climate change The temperature rose to an unrecorded high. The antique pipeline cracked at the seams Spurting out from under the fissured road Water cold as subterranean spring in desert Filled up soon a wide ditch dug for road repair. The news spread like flood water In the desiccated neighborhood Drew the children of all ages to the pool Clad in swimming gears they jumped In the knee-deep water not so much to swim But to beat the heat of scorching summer day With the cold water flowing for fun. The parents looked on as amused guards Wished they could go back for awhile To the long lost childhood days And take the plunge at the cool fun. If the undated summer children could now see The snapshot of water splashed summer noon Through bifocals on their failing nostalgic eyes They would reminisce how the times changed In their lifetime the ancient became modern. August 24, 2017.