(For Marie Clementine at Sauble Beach)
Before long, the lullaby of the ebbtideWould have lulled her, and the sundown
Swoon of the seagulls diving leeward
Becomes sights and sounds of another day.
Eventide catches her cuddling her doll,Dancing on the sand all done for now:
“Goodnight, little stars, in the blanket sky,
Be good, be bright, be my light by-and-by.”
She wraps her ragdoll into a threadbareShawl left loose on a bare sunburnt back.
“Goodbye, sea, goodbye, sun, goodbye, all,
Let me sing our song until sleep shall call.”
She will not walk by moonlight, starlightBeing her appointed fireflies, like campfire
Fairies flitting from folded flowers to fire,
Quietly singing like little hummingbirds.
---Albert B. CasugaAugust 21, 2013, Mississauga
Photo by Adele Casuga