Army Mom’s Safe Haven

Christina: The Thievery of Dolphins

THE THIEVERY OF DOLPHINS

I sat on the sand
composing a poem
of freedom in my mind

Frustrated, I couldn't quite
find the perfect rhyme.

Dolphins out beyond
the far sand bar

played, and then in
sounds sent back to shore

clicked my verses back to me,
before heading out to open sea

Those dolphins took my
very thoughts, and left;

Leaving me
bereft.

©Copyright January 17, 2007 by Christina