The Walk

No more strollers.
No more carry me mommy CARRY ME!
No more paranoia about warmth, wind, rain.
Old enough to carry themselves they are. Old enough to
hold each other’s hands, and smile as they do so.
 
Old enough to make their mother smile, and well up at the edges,
her eyes full with blessed tears, with a luck we’ve made.
Oh [...]

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In the woods

I am not really a hippie.
While many of my beliefs lie on the fence of the hippie nation, I have never, and will never identify with that cause or movement or style. Frankly, because I’ve known too many startlingly stupid hippies.
However, I like long skirts, wear patchouli, have long hair, and like chick singers. This [...]

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