Swim at Your Own Risk

Let’s drive up the hill,
And sit by the pond,
And see if it shrinks
While we can see it.
It shrinks and it shrinks.

If we wait a day,
Or stop by each day,
Or once in each week,
We’ll see for sure, bit
By bit, how it shrinks.

But we can’t look off
Then glance back to see.
You can’t catch drought in
The act. A watched pond
Can’t shrink just like that.

But it goes. It goes,
And it won’t come back,
And we all know that.
So, from time to time,
Let’s drive up the slope,

And stop at the shore,
And look at it close,
And count the steps down
Through dust to the waves.
You could drown that way.