Her Valentine

She had an impish face
And the easy-going grace
Of someone I’d known before
 
But when I first met her
She was laughing and skinny
And a wonderful swimmer

 

I knew this though we had
Never gone swimming together
That came later
 
It was because she had the body
Of a fish one of those
Courageous kinds that leaps upstream
 
Over rocks and rapids
To rest in dark pools
And hatch a new dream