THE FAMILY LAGOON
The river,
Grains of sand
Underfoot,
Caressing my toes,
Beside me,
My father,
The one I listen to,
respect,
and reflect,
Speaking about anything or everything
Perching on the edge of the arch,
The river’s salty fresh water tickling our toes,
Chuckles echo as we skip stones,
Competing for the farthest throw
Just laughter,
And an unbreakable bond,
The family lagoon,
Near cocoons,
For the protection of inspects,
Like family
The place we sit in peace,
Splashing our feet,
Forevermore,
Our sacred family lagoon.
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