AFTEr
           noon
           is home,               again

          its bEEn a     l o    n     g
          day

         of lunch breaks
traffic
                                      swimmers
   ­                                   at
                           ­           the beach and children
                                      ,  singing school's over


bright pink clouds come ROLLIng
                                                      in,­ she hangs
                                      her scarf upon the nail

and climbs the stairs. ..


                                     (please sleep through
                                      the night
                                     )/middle daughter
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