did her shoulders ache?

did she stare out the window, at the lawn and shade and lightening bugs?

did she wish it felt the way,  it used to feel?

was she unsure,

did she question her instincts,

did she think she was doing it, all wrong?

did she grasp at straws;

(were those straws the places we found ourselves

the camper, the trailer, the tent?

were those straws the pool, the parks, the bar-b-ques

were those straws the amusement parks and baseball games?

did she wonder what is fun?

what to do with four children?

she never asked-just said pack, or go, or get in the car!

and we went and it was wonderful

and those were the summers of my growing

and the memories of my childhood


why can’t I do the same?


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