July 4th,1981,candles of a Roman ilk
Unloaded from a chevy truck
Into the home her folks had built
Patio was charcoals and extended
Safely arced around the yard to focus
uncles, aunts, mostly grown- ups, couple brats
Mommy scoops her to the house
Buckles up the booster seat
Rolls her to the storm door
Let her long for all the lunacy
Telephone distracting Mom
Ruby wriggles out her strap
Fingers push the plexi- glass
She's off into the sour patch
Past the pyrotechnics undetected
Woke the sleeping beagle skipping
toward the kidney swimming pool
Off into the yawning blue
The splash would mum the rock
Ruby's lungs were filling by the time
Many sprung and sprinted down
The beast she had earlier stirred
had been alert since waking up
Canine let his gainer fly
Howling guests assumed the cloven hoofs had
Frenzied and congested deck
Part to let the elders see
Soggy beagle gently dragging
Laid the tiny body in the sun before
When she choked the liquid through her bluish
Helped the air to reconvene
Towel his shaking Ruby off