Years ago when I'd come by
She'd smack the water
With her tail and dive

Before I even saw her.

Now she is grown
Huge and unafraid.

When I come by now
She stops and turns and watches
For as long as I can stand it.

She does not move.
I do not move.

Then she swims out and back
Profiling.

Out the othe way and back again
Profiling.

She plays with me.
She can.
It's her pond.

I merely walk through
Her landscape.