It all started with an image, a boat adrift,
Then as it drew closer I saw
A boy and a girl,
Drifting, chatting, focused on each other
The girl decorating, blowing bubbles
Festooning the boat with balloons.
She sang softly to him as they paddled by
Oblivious to all around,
Her song so beautiful I saw tears in the boy’s eyes.
In the centre of the pond they stopped
She took his hand and whispered in his ear,
She lay him down in the boat and caressed and loved him
There they stayed, their time was theirs
So precious, so treasured.
He emerged smiling, took up the oars
Once again they floated with the stream
She popping the balloons as they slipped away
Their focus on one another.
And so as they rounded the bend
I speculated on what occurred there.