My father is fighting the water
but some of it’s gone up his nose.
My sister and brother
and even my mother
are soggy right down to their toes.
They’re starting to sound pretty angry,
I’ll have to give in, I suppose
but I know for a fact
that I can’t be attacked
if I stay on this end of the hose.
This was first published in “Play” (Paper Dart Press, UK 2018)