I hasten out to the beach
Envelope in hand
Fumbling to get at its contents
I don’t even notice the surf
Envelope in hand
Fumbling to get at its contents
I don’t even notice the surf
The wave peters out
Just before it reaches me
Its last energy spent
As bubbling foam dissipates
My muscles relax
Tension leaves my body
While the ocean recedes
Back down the beach
I turn over the paper again
Check the wording again
The test was negative
The test was negative
I’m going to live
Another wave comes
Stronger than the last
Soaking just one shoe
Which makes a delightful squish
As I stride back up to the house
Good tidings in hand