The
orange round saucer
Flying
in the sky of light
Many
people see fingers pointing
Until
it loses its focus
Falling
by the gravity pull
Tumbling
and waving
No
fixed target as it falls
On
reaching the ground
It
changes shape
The
round hollow orange doughnut
Right
on Sebastien
Playing
gleefully in the pool
He
looks up and wonders why
He
is in joy for he can float
A
life jacket he thinks
Martin
encourages him to swim
He
stays put
Looking
at his new toy
The
doughnut floating with him
“This
is getting me somewhere”
His
father waving his hands
Sebastien
just looks at the water
He
is floating along fine
“Look
at me
Am
I swimming?
I
must come here often
The
wide pool to play”
Martin
watches his son
“Come
on Sebby
You
can swim to me”
“Nay
I am sitting here cozy
I
can float around with ease”
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