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Early Morning Lifeguard by Amanda Knight

Early Morning Lifeguard

by Amanda Knight

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Slight or sturdy

and limp of limb,

older ladies wading in,

skirted in suits of older style

with laughing eyes or bitter smile,

padding out with creaking knees

"Can I have a noodle please?"

In morning water they float and drift

as I sit by and bide my shift.

I note their ample sagging breasts,

the men with beards and sloppy chests,

their bodies betray their years of wear

crowned by scant and silver hair,

a line for joy, a line for tears.

They look out at me with resigned gaze-

the knowledge of years and numbered days

Into the water they shuffle and plod,

passing by they give a nod,

but once immersed they glide and swish

like so many happy fish,

unhindered by their weight-born pain

fleeting freedom: emancipation

grace and agility they regain

engulfed in liquid liberation.

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