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You can find me....(April 19, 2012)

Tattoos covering a man that speaks of his soul

A dog with a playful heart and loving tongue

Miles of dandelion covered fields and poison ivy infested forest

Mud covered boots and worn out running shoes

Smoke rising from a chimney and an open door lifestyle

Swings swaying in the wind connected to a cat-shit infested sandbox

A pond with fishing poles in the dirt and a splintery dock

Paint stripped basketball hoop without its net ripped and torn

Rocks and logs surrounding an overused fire pit

A lush garden with every kind of bug and animal

Another dog with his wise years found spotted on his nose

An old, leathery glove with its seams falling out

Scratched and scorned arms from 4th of July bottle rockets

Mom and dad a quick walk just a mile down the road

A 1962 Corvette Stingray parked next to the dusty van

Two cats sleeping the day away on the porch

A trampoline with rusted springs and a sprinkler underneath

The grill cooling from an afternoon of burgers and hotdogs

The brother flying in from Colorado after a week on the slopes

Rock and roll blasting from the house that can be heard for miles

All the windows open to take in the summer air

Every pillow and blanket carefully positioned to make an epic fort

Bikes hanging in the garage next to the bin with every ball you can think of

An over used washer and dryer next to the hallway with endless pictures

Half finished schoolwork on the table surrounded by the crust of a PB&Js;

Rooms with unmade beds and works of art mixed in with stuffed animals

A sister biking in from the town just beyond the nature reserve

Wrinkled hands and dirt filled nails contrasted by a gold ring

Nerf bullets covering the floor, windows, and fridge in the kitchen

Chalk covered black top from the garage to the street

Lego towns and spaceships covering the coffee table

A whiteboard with math equations and tic-tac-toe fighting for whitespace

A wall full of board games missing a die here or a figuring there

Newspaper clippings, pictures of nephews and nieces, and report cards on the fridge

Coffee *** half gone, cereal bowls in the sink, and the oven on for some reason

Bike ramps with caution tape and under construction signs scattered in the garage

Firefly nights that have to compete with the millions of the stars in the sky

Flashlight filled ghost stories in the family tent with mallows and chocolate bars

Lazy afternoons with a good book ending with an even better nap

And a mailbox, surrounded by tulips, on my little patch of heaven.

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