I met her on the boardwalk.
We got to saying “Hi” and waving.
I saw her on the beach, hands waving.
I cried out, “Anemone!”
Then louder, “Sea Anemone!”
Her face went oddly sad.
She turned and walked away.
This is poking a little fun at myself. When I was young I pronounced “anemone” as “an enemy.”