James at Seven and Seventeen
Edison Jennings

I told him the lake is cold and dark,
that I might not be able to find him.
I told him to wear a life-vest,
no matter what the kids might say.
I told him depths are weird,
patient to grab a swimmer unawares.
I watch him like a raptor watches prey,
the silver quick spawning fish.

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