King Edward Park

I stare at the edge of the water

Where the sky leans to touch the sea

And for a moment,

The world drifts to a stop.

I hear the whisper of wind

The waves entwined

A daisy chain, fragile and limp,

Hangs loosely around my neck

I watch the paws run toward me

The light pant and the big sloppy smile

And as I throw the ball

I watch him run. Free.