Koombana Bay  

Walking along Koombana Beach

To Port McCleod

The sun setting beyond Rocky Point

On Back Beach

I watch for the dolphins

But they are away

Frolicking upon some far off wave

Catching a last fish for the day. 

I look to the west again

You came from there

To our rendezvous. 

I reach the spot where we met

And try to remember you

fifty years ago

slender

long hair tied in a ponytail

firm brown legs in shorts

but images of our granddaughter intercede

and I see her, not you

as you once were. 

Memories are fleeting

Tiny cameos

like rain drops on spring mornings. 

Suddenly you came

Sneaking from beneath the image

of our granddaughter.

I hang onto your smile

as desperately as I held onto your life

but the smile has gone

as you have

and I walk alone

beside the darkening waters

of Koombana Bay.

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