flashback running to
the park, spying
on people..

playing tennis,
giggling at
grunts

born into
the climb,

never consenting
to leaving,
kicking..

every trek back
to our hole,

demanding to be
carried for
hottest

stretch of
path,

stomping
on cracks when

forever’s just not
possible,

cries
from trees,

trailing cookie crumbs
through pixie
dust..

clouds the
whole drag home

..and all over
me moss
grows.

Grumpy Gorman
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image of dad and daughter adapted from – https://www.pinterest.it/pin/341992165456489060/