more than poetry,
summer days, hot dogs, warm sand, and baseball,
sweet corn, cross walks, my favorite books at the library.
green lights and Broadway musicals are nice,
so are pizza and spaghetti.
you are the sun and moon and stars for me,
the clouds, the shining waves on the sea
practically, but not completely
not everything, i mean, sure, i love you
but i’m not ridiculous
not entirely.
i fell down twice this last week.
didn't bang my head,
only my arms, so i'm
learning how to roll ,,, a little bit.
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