A splash in the water, breaking the silenceBefore a second one follows.Carefully I step out,Directing my feet away fromElusive little grayFish, darting to and fro, and those water bugs,Gliding gently, beforeHastily rushing off the momentI stamp my giant black boots. “YouJust scared them away!” And IKnow we’ll always do that, and when weLeave the park,More fish will come, to celebrate that theNotoriously huge people left,Of course, falling silent as more arrive,Particularly children.Quite a lot of noise comes, and I canRemember that all theSilence is onlyTemporary, and absolutely everyone enjoysUsing the water, listening to theValuable sound ofWater skating over the rocks like aXylophone’s mallet flowing over it, and IYearn to stay, to watch water bugsZip away as I try in vain, laughing, to catch them.