The pictures in her hand
reflect images of a young girl
lingering beside a hotel’s
swimming pool, wearing
a new bathing suit with a spill
of daisies upon her breast
and a layer full of frill and fringe on her hip.

It was their yearly trip up north to visit her grandparents, the highlight of which
an overnight stop at a hotel with a pool.
She stood on the spring board,
her young body fit and relaxed
when she jumped with a spin
into the cold water below.

The perfect dive through the placid
blue water, sent a resonance gasp
through the crowd of onlookers.
The judges were stunned
and then turned to confer. The boards
were all turned, and ten number
tens proclaimed her winner again.