Monday, July 11, 2011

CLOSE TO YOU, REMEMBRANCE OF WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL
BRAIDS BOUNCING FROM SIDE TO SIDE
WATCHING THE GRASS AND THE COWS ON THE DRIVES FROM HERE TO THERE
NOW THE CLICKING OF HEELS AND PINK LIPSTICK
PICTURE TAKING OF CLOUDS FROM THE PLANE RIDES FROM HERE TO THERE
OLD SLANG TRYING TO PUT MEANING TO IT OF THE REMEMBER THAT TERMS
NEVER REALLY KNOWING WHAT IT IS TO HAVE FAMILY UNTIL YOU BEGAN TO MATURE

KIDS PLAYING AND HEADS SHAKING FROM THE WAY THEY GROW SO FAST
THE SAME LITTLE GIRL NOW AS A WOMAN WATCHING HER LITTLE BOY
THE SAME LITTLE GIRL NOW AS A WOMAN WATHCING HER LITTLE GIRL
SISTERS FROM ANOTHER MOTHER BUT SAME FATHER

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