Restless brother, nature lover
One day declares, “Let’s go find gators!”
So to the largest lake we head, to hunt his favorite prey,
He makes us sisters tag along with greatly, increasing dismay.
Hiking through wetlands, brambles and brush,
He implores us to keep going and quit making a fuss.
Without breaking his stride, without slowing a bit,
He’s steadily seeking the biggest one yet.
Finally, finally he reaches the bank,
Where the most gators ever always are found.
With expert precision, his eyes scan the edges
All around Lake Jessup’s huge swampy perimeter.
The muckiness drags at our shoes,
As we move cautiously forward,
Then suddenly he stops and whispers loudly, “Look at that mother!”
Not 200 feet away, way too close for our comfort,
Lay a gigantic alligator that had just eaten supper–
His side was almost splitting from the animal in it.
Yes, he’s huge, we marveled, taking a step or two back.
Then my sister grabbed up her camera and captured a snap;
Now my brother has a memory to add to his others–
As we high-tailed it out of there, until the next adventure hollered.
Based on a true story. My brother is “Gator Boy”!