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Jost Van Dyke, B. V. I.

For Rosemary

Jost Van Dyke   by Al Grove

The moon hanging over Jost Van Dyke

is just a sliver.

Raga music, seeming to follow the lights

out from shore, surrounds the boat.

That and the waves, breaking in the background

are the only sounds..

Tiffany and Melanie have gone to bed.

Mary Beth and Lars took the dingy to shore.

I stayed aboard and told stories to the children,

till they fell asleep.

Melanie cried for a time, when her mother left but

after awhile, she was fine.

Me, I'm lying on the deck, looking at constellations,

but thinking about you, about us, about what might have been.

If we'd had children,

would they have been like the girls?

I hate to think they might have been,

we already missed so many things.

Do you ever look at constellations,

and wonder?