POETRY

Diamonds of Sparkling Sun

A poem

Photo by IRa Kang on Unsplash

As you sit in the shade
near the shoreline,
letting Lake Huron capture
your thoughts and dreams,
know that I’m here,
wishing I could trade places
with a body of water:

​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​​​​I would rinse your feet
​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​whenever you drew near,

​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​​​​I would give you
​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​diamonds of sparkling sun,
​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​with every wave and ripple,

​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​​​​I would lull you to sleep
​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​with endless seashell balladry.