On that quiet
late
Hawaiian afternoon 
when you were suddenly
a child again
seeing the ocean for the first time
in your one piece bathing suit
fabric flapping 
in the rise and fall of the water
while you examined
tiny
colored rocks
in the shallows of the Pacific
your thinning red hair
wisping in the wind
late fifty something
going on five again
the way
I will always
want to remember you there