We were, almost, inseparable
They thought us twins
Before I went off to school
Leaving you behind

We had adventures
Wondering wild
All around our tiny home town.
We farmed monster *****
We carted around
Building them dams
In someone's muddy back yard.
You put the garden fork
Right through your foot
And ran all the way home
On your own.
I wonder if there is still a mark there.
I'd ask if we still spoke
Of anything other
than the weather like adults.

I'd ask
If you remember
The creature in the dam
That roared up out of the dark water
But turned into the quivering old bull
Who fell in.
He was still magical
And caught us that fat fish
we took home
And cooked up for supper
Hoofprint and all.