the swimmers

The Swimmers.

The two rotund, none smoking, healthy middle aged
ladies sit in their splashing pool get suntanned and wet
during the heat of the day; only venture to the beach
when the sun sets and body fascists and sand kickers
go home Far out they swim, gleaming seals that glide
with ease in the water, on their way to mate and meet
other seals frolic and play to dawn. Early bathers may
see the pair making slow progress in the sand and
there are those who will say:” Look, how fat they are.”
Not seeing they are tired, well fed seals on their way
home after a feast of fish and love on the outer rocks.