summer streams

in the hollows
of summer
where the stream
lingers
like an after
thought of low
water
moving slowly
towards
a larger home,
and the children
out of school
wading in
the hours
of a warm july,
on their bikes,
to the pool,
brown skinned
and blonde
so unaware of
this beginning
of their lives,
them too moving
closer to
a larger body
of water.