Emma

16

Juillet

Sunset on the water.
Rough familiar planks beneath my feet.
Flying like a heron down the wooden dock,
Soaring through the air--
Splash.
Slowly sinking,
into the deep dark coolness.
A secret world.
My secret world.
Kingdoms of fish and smiling mermaids.
A shaft of light filters through the blackness,
lighting my way to the soft carpet below.
My toes dig in, relishing the silky sand
before blasting off to the surface
like a rocket to the moon.
Rejoining the world with a kiss of cool air on my cheeks,
I grasp the ladder and leap again.
Cannonball.