Little George on Nicolet Bay

 This one came about on a walk with my grandson, three-year-old George, at Peninsula State Park...


Little George on Nicolet Bay 


Big wind slaps the mouth of the bay

Riles up waves of foaming gray

Gulls on the wing wafted down the way

Borne swiftly to a sheltered cay


Protected by a headland on the curving bay

Where the water is calm a small boy plays
On a beach of pebbles where thousands lay

Throws many to splash in the bay


A gull perches on a stanchion on a nearby quay

Launches and hovers with a slight delay

Then plunges in the water and catches his prey

Humbles men who caught none that day


As grey gauzy clouds swirl and plier

A low rainy curtain descends upon the bay

Ducks float unconcerned as if to say

It’s water off our backs, it can rain all day


Small boy wants to stay and play

Until all the stones are in the bay

Grandpa scoops him up, is heard to say

We’ll come back on a sunny day








 


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