Pumper

Blue skies fill with the shimmer
of cool, clean water
As the fire engine roars

to the delight of a horde.
The children shriek and run
chasing to the middle
Where the mist and rainbows
become shadows and rain drops.
Small, bare feet kick up, splash, splish,
and giggles fill the soaking air.
A firefighter knows
that the pumper truck is built for sadder days
and that Cub Scout fun must soon end.

But not just yet.