Little Cabin Rabby-Tack

Little Cabin Rabby-Tack

Little brother
what do you see?
Lying on your stomach,
reaching into sea.
Driftwood fishing line
discarded at your feet,
squinty-eyed to sun glare

Little sister
what do you see?
Knees deep in low-tide pools,
singing happily.
Gumboots full of water
Feet and hands in glee,
sun-kissed glow of summer
childhood of free.

Little cabin
what do you see?
Winter’s storms behind you now,
summers guarantee.
Bunkbeds ready for bouncing
no more you need be,
a happy place, a holiday
children’s memory.

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