Marina Park

My grandma takes me To the park by the marina today, So old and forgotten because of time, Holding the childhood memories, Of hide-and-go-seek behind the jungle gym In the distance, there’s laughter Of hundreds of children who have played here Before me The sand Warms my body, my footprints blending with the others The aroma of fish tickles my nose The water, contrary to the sand, Is cool and refreshing But grandma won’t let me swim It’s too dangerous, she says Instead, she pushes me on the swing set Higher and higher each time, The sky closer and closer We laugh As we walk down to the dock And dip our feet in the water As we watch the sun dip over the horizon Streaking the heavenly sky with colors Of pink, blue, orange, and purple If only this day could last a few more Minutes This last sunset with grandma