Sand Bars
~Augustus Snodgrass
I remember that night
better than others.
Red flags had waved swimmers away
all day
and tides ripped
the waves.
Night fell
and the sea fell too,
white crests ghosting
reflecting back the night
The sand bar
stood between us and the sea
and we played
in knee deep water.
We gulped the air
hungry for the salt,
far past our bed time
or any time.
We ran till we fell,
face first,
water coming from our noses,
gagging for breath.
We stared at the ocean.
Tonight, it was ours.
And the four of us
held hands
and marched on it.
