Fairview

ii.

On the edge of a great green house
That floats carefully on the water
Sits a girl who I have not seen
Since she was held in her mother’s arms

Beside stands a boy
Who has grown
Since he ran from side to side along the beach
Refusing to wear the clothes laid out before him

A matured girl
Who is almost a woman
Stands ready to accept the lines
Of the boat edging into the small slip

A teenage boy
Through the door in the wall
Slouches and refuses to speak
Unless provoked

This is my company