Sunday, June 12, 2011

September 2009 -- Karen

I'm remembering a friend
with ballpoint blue eyes
who ran like the wind

I'd set her blocks
and watch her go

I wanted to run 
like she did
but I was too slow

No, I didn't want to run
I wasn't slow
I just liked to jump instead
Jumping was playing
Easy and fun

I wonder if that's how
she felt
about running.

Sept '09/June '11

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