Saturday, November 22, 2014

A Summer's Evening, 1978

Coming down
 across the lawn or
        through your back door
                     were
 three little kids and
  mostly girls but who
                could tell.


And barriers are such
                           that
        keep us from what
we are or want to do
         and say so
             forget it.


What?
     The girls are calling
and they need
                        you
to add a little fun
      in their lives
                  so go.


But...
     Don't worry about me
          I'll just worry about
                you
and reach for the sky
    or at least the
        light switch.

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