A Satisfying Plop

Assured of favour, we head for the pool

Surely this opulent wonder will impress
The silky waters and their warm caress
The gawdy blow-up unicorn, the toys
Watching Grandad glide along with poise

Remaining poolside, Millie’s face stays cool

Stooping then she gathers up a cricket ball
Runs to the edge
And drops it in
It makes a plop

Gurgling with delight, she wants another go
With every try she gets a better throw
A bigger plop, a splash, a happy squeal
True value of the swimming pool revealed

Toddlers aren’t wired like us

You work, you gain, you make it to the top

You didn’t always crave the prize this brings
There was a time when joy was simple things

Sometimes it’s just a satisfying plop