knee deep and donning
a pink life-saver around her waist
she squints in the sun
at her brother engaged in crocodile fights
and other imaginary feats.
she calls out to him
wants him to bring his crocodile
wants him to help her build something---
a new world in her knee-deep lakewater.
but he doesn't hear her; he is lost
in his own world, elaborately crafted.
a world he is becoming better and better
at creating all by himself.