From caves of memory
 I saw the children at heart
 That we once used to be
 Borne on foaming seahorse herd
 Compose with trumpeting shell
 From lines across their hands
 A song as new as new moon
 As old as all the sands
 Shrank to stagnant from Atlantic wild
 Lost that child 'til mermaid
 Smiled
 Summoned by drum rolling surf
 As laughing fish compel
 The young boy woken in me
 By clanging diving bell
 Breakers pillow fight the shore
 She wriggles free in the tide
 I'm locked in adult land
 Back in the mirror she slides
 Waving with comb in hand
 I was lucky to remain beguiled
 Grown to child since mermaid
 Smiled