User:Slyfordtrabbit/Childhood Memories

I remember
Playing at the lake
You would smile and
Slide into the water
(Graceful little otter)
and I’d follow you,
flow into your world.
Webbed feet, oily pelt
(cute little bark)
of course it’s magic
how you and me
became one and the

same

two otters and a bit of

child’s play

to pass the summer nights.