june 28, 2002

paint fingers,

jelly mouths,

katie's teletubbies

bike helmet.

mom said

now don't go too far

and the park was just

far enough to not be

able to see the house

but close enough to

smell dinner being made

and hear dad mowing

the front yard. no

skinned knees this day

just riding our bikes

through the grass,

down the big hill

that made us scream

until the bottom. wind

blowing through katie's

hair, too long then from

her refusal to have it

trimmed even one inch,

and capri sun's under

the weeping willow tree.

before the sun went all

the way to her bed, we

made flower crowns

from the dandelions,

picked an extra handful

for the dining table,

waved to donna as we

flew down the sidewalk,

ran hand in hand to the door

before dad had to call our

names one more time.

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