Soap, Martians and Eels

The children ran into the water,
And squealed,
As they shrieked,
"The eel! The eel!"
And they shuddered,
As they looked to the sky,
While a campfire burned,
And talked about the Martian
That might come down.
And they laughed,
When they remembered,
Eating the soap in the tub.
And they were so young,
That, that, was the scope,
Of their young and innocent hearts.
Soap, Martians and eels.
Like pieces of a scrap book.
The memories flashed
Inside the old woman's mind.
And the sounds played,
In her head, like an old record.
And she smiled.
One of her friends came,
And sat beside, her,
Looking at the silly grin.
"Penny for your thoughts," she said.
"Soap, Martians and eels,"
She responded,
And put out her left hand,
Palm up, "now pay up!"
6/17/04