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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.

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger