A poem I wrote for Hunter’s Speech Festival last year:
if water didn’t exist naturally?
We would have cracked lips and hands
and Summers without any lemonade stands.
Our hair would be caked with grease and grime
and our toilets would be—oh never mind.
We wouldn’t have oceans with all of those fish
Or water fountains to make that one special wish.
There wouldn’t be lakes to ever go swimming
We would just lie in a dirt hole-
and that’s just the beginning!
There wouldn’t be sleet or hail or rain
Not even the Snowman would be the same.
Imagine what mysteries we could uncover-
the mermaid, the Loch Ness, maybe another.
But what about the penguins and the Eskimos?
What could they do if their toes weren’t froze?
No snow globes, no Icee’s, no white water rapids,
no movies like Jaws or Christopher Columbus.
I’ve come to the conclusion that’s better than none
Water is more than just plain, old fun.
A little drop of water falling from the sky
becomes a part of something greater
than just you or I.
A little drop of water
small as can be
can save a life eventually.