Swimming In It

Never thought I’d write this,
But I miss swimming,
I’d gotten used to the rhythms,
The counting,
The sound of the breathing,
The way the lane lines click when I’m kicking.

I’d just gotten used to the snorkel,
Putting in some good technique work.
I’d just gotten over being in a swimsuit
Instead of the beachwear, I’d been sporting as a dad.
I’d just gotten to the point
Where water was not an enemy, but a partner.

Simple things,
Life has changed a great deal,
The real-life stuff
Means so much more than my piddly laps.
Everyone be well
The pools can wait.

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