Linda Bella Wassermeister
Skinny-Dipping - Poem by Linda Bella Wassermeister
We walked along the dusty trail,
no shoes upon our feet.
Hot summer day.
The river was not far away,
and we could hardly wait.
No sign of rain.
My sister Sue and cousin Beth,
Rosanna Dunn, and I.
The best of friends.
We saw a snake, but had no fear;
just stayed out of its way.
Left it alone!
We started taking off our clothes
before we reached our spot.
Hang up that bra!
Our clothes were strung along the trail,
hung up where they'd stay dry,
and here's our pool!
The others went to skinny-dip,
one thing I couldn't do.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
I was always much larger than my friends, even at a very young age.
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