“A walk in the park”
means something is easy
and I guess it is
my 8 year old
daughter holding
my hand, arms swinging
we talk about
things that
make us laugh
and she gathers
what is to be gathered
from trees
along the path
*pick-pluck-pick*
and places them
carefully in the
cargo pocket
of my pants
until that night
when she falls
off to sleep
and I find the
forgotten foragings
still there
like a half-remembered
promise to be
good and kind.


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