Safety, poem by Ruth Bavetta (BEACH AND POOL MEMORIES Poetry and Prose Series) — Silver Birch Press

Safety by Ruth Bavetta My grandmother would tie a rope around my waist so I wouldn’t drown in the green-fringed swells that murmured and gurgled around the rocks. She stood on dry sand, marooned with her crutches, giving me freedom with the one hand, safety with the other. I floated naked in the water, sloshing […]

via Safety, poem by Ruth Bavetta (BEACH AND POOL MEMORIES Poetry and Prose Series) — Silver Birch Press

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