Today
He was back in a sweatshirt and a jacket and
At the same time
Back at the playground
For over an hour
Stubbornly sticking to the idea of an early Spring
Without even realizing it
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The truth is in the context. My context involves packing lunches, pushing vegetables, making beds, washing clothes, lots of singing and dancing, and pretending to hunt Bison. This blog is where I report my truth ... often in verse, seldom in rhyme, and never meant to be vocalized.
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- Don't What?
- Don't Leave Daddy
- Maintaining The Illusion
- Of turtles and quiet sharing
- The absence of accomplishment
- I hear the whispers
- Of diapers and politics
- Eating Crow ... and Flossing Afterward
- No Reward
- What Passes For Success
- I'm not much of a gypsy
- Why I should write a book
- Unconscious Youth
- Peanuts in Context
- Kinder ... garden
- Rolling Through
- Moving Out
- Worn Out
- What Did I Get Myself Into
- Proving It
- What a dime can do
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