what life once was

What Life Once Was

When I
was a
kid A.M.
radio was
about as
high tech
as it
got &
we
played tag
hide-&
go-seek
tug-of-
war Annie-
Annie-Over
kick-the-
can stoop
ball &
king-of-
the-mountain.


We made
eye contact
& physical
contact &
we laughed
& cried
out &
did summersaults
in the
grass.


Our clothes
got dirty
& torn
& we
slept like
logs.


On Saturday
mornings I’d
slip out
of the
house early
with my
dog while
the grown-ups
slept &
roam the
prairie,
throwing my
arms wide
to the
rising sun.

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