As a teenager
my favorite thing
was floating.
I could float for hours.
If the sun was out
so was I.
I would toss on a bikini
and grab an air mattress
that looked like it could hold air
and I was gone
for hours.
Floating around the lake
I didn't have parents
or problems.
This was the most relaxing time
of my life,
my escape.
I could just lie back
and let the wind take me
wherever it wanted
while the sun kissed
my young skin with color.
''No Motors Allowed''
assured my safety.
With a quick splash
cool water would refresh
and quench my thirsty skin
just to let the sun drink it up again.
You came to expect this of me
and I came to expect
my air mattress naps to be
interrupted by the sweet sound
of you quietly rowing your boat
out to see me.
Those watery visits led us here
to our life 18 years later.
Mary Nagy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-air-mattress-naps/
