Throw the mommy caution
to the wind. Shut down the little
voice that says "should" and "don't"
and "probably not." Don't think about
rust, toxins, dirty-bug-bits,
or nasty wintry sediment.
Instead, embrace the 90
degree sunshine beating down
like a Cuban big band in full swing.
Stick out your tongue like
a happy dog, eager and thirsty
for water with a snap of cool.
Bend your head forward
and remember days spent
chasing sprinkler shower
and running gleefulshouting
through the grass to dive -
belly first - into the pool.
This is summer.
This is two.
This is joyful...
And part of being so
alive
is drinking water from the hose.
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