" Holly!- Hol-ly, where are you ?"
" Shhh-" Holly breathes like a soft breeze passing swiftly by.
I am by the water Mamma, but I don't want to tell you,
I don't want you to see me either.
I am watching a turtle who will scamper away
if I move or say anything, right now-
" There you are you naughty child!-come right this minute!
Look at the mud you have smeared all over those nice, clean clothes!"
"Oh you made the turtle go- he was sitting so quietly on that rock!"
She looks down at her light shirt and white shorts " What good are these
clothes if-"
But her Mother has swooped in and grabbed her arm hard; given her
a nasty shake and yank " Enough! Come Now I said- we are going home."
