Aunt Joyce

Florida wet air
Hanging hot and languid
Over the river.

Bored children fuss
Wishing the pool had water
Despite gathered clouds

Aunt Joyce sweeps dullness
Up the banana tree,
Out the front door.

Aunt Joyce tells stories.
Sneaky gator in the pool,
Wishes he could leave.

How did he get out?
Curious children demand.
Eyes big, breath held.

Big ole gator jaw
Bit the swimming pool ladder
And flip! Out he came!

Aunt Joyce has magic
To make a little gator
Live in fantasy.