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    A LITTLE ONE’S FIRST ENCOUNTER ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

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    Today you are full and so very bright
    Little sparkles reflected on the water
    Washed onto the shore by current high tide
    Just me there as its sole spotter

    I can feel an air flow on my arms
    A cold heavy shiver takes control
    Its new to me but has its charms
    Only warmth from some burning coal

    Present high above this beach today
    I am sitting here in the clammy sand
    You once again decided to have it your way
    Making this tiny pieces stick to my hand

    Its dark everywhere so late at night
    Small creatures finding their ways
    Your magic always feels exactly right
    Exactly described in numerous essays

    Mystic light high up in the sky
    You are there, over and over again
    In the spotlight, that is why
    When the time is right, that is when

    You want me to focus, watch you, and only you
    I am not alone here, its us that enjoys
    We talk and laugh, that is what people do
    Not able to break your spell with our noise

    So far yet you are so close you are to me
    As if I can pluck you right out of the sky
    I like to, trust me I tried, didn’t you see
    I feel attracted to your magic, that is why

    Completely quiet, silence all evening long
    Except for what is washed ashore
    As if they know its here where they belong
    They are everywhere but you want me to ignore

    And then sometimes you try to hide
    Not much to go for but some fluffy cloud
    Those beams of light make the night exactly right
    And I understand you, which makes me proud

    We eat away the melted marshmallows
    A bit burned by the wild moving flames
    Dancing like the movement of sounding cellos
    The adults around me making no claims

    A dot moves along crossing you in its spaceflight
    Traveling to its destined path in ideal alignment
    High up in the sky like a running knight
    Your face shines light, and shows some excitement

    Smiling or sad, who knows how you feel
    To me you are a magnificent sight
    A drawing in the sky, it looks surreal
    Only to vanish again at breaking daylight

    But its good to have you near
    I’d hope to see you again tomorrow
    I’ll be waiting for you to appear
    You turn darkness into an inspiring fresco

    But I am only 8, and my holiday has come to an end
    We will see each other again soon, my mystic friend

    Monique Lucy Weberink

    2011

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