The Pretend Place
When your mermaids
Break the water’s surface
Swishing their tails
Bubbling up to the top
Of your pretend sea
Where the bright fish bob
Like tiny, plastic buoys
What do you see?
Making them dive and play
In our small pedestal sink
Your sleeves rolled up
So you can feel the cool, crisp
Mermaid habitat
You are somewhere far away
Diving deep in toddler dreams
Where coral castles lurk
Just beyond the porcelain rim
Of that plain white sink
Is that why you cry
At the end of your bath
When the bubbles are gone
The water, tepid and old
The mermaids at rest, silent
Between your feet
Listening as you sing them a sweet song
Of waves, dancing tails, and magic.
Emily loves to play in our bathroom sink with her toy mermaids. She also loves to play with the mermaids in the tub. She has a stuffed mermaid doll she sleeps with and she was a mermaid for Halloween. I may be spotting a trend here.
The above pictures are from last month before the mermaids entered the scene. Those plastic fish are from a game I bought the girls.