Once I was a small child
in my house there were two big people
they went off to work
then my own person came to be with me
Miss Carol knew to put my eggs back in the oven with a little butter
so there would be no slimy parts
When the weather turned warm
the big people stuffed me into going out clothes
drove across the Golden Gate Bridge
red sign 25¢
At Ocean Beach I got to take off my
shoes and socks
find sand dollars with a perfect leaf shape on top
pile the sand into little Mt Tamalpais
I fell into yearning
at the Japanese Tea Garden
it was the small little person sized maple trees
the entire garden of contours
I longed to climb all over them
sift through for seeds
to grow my own small garden
All this was more delicious
because of the intervals
space between adventures
big people out of my spheres
except Miss Carol
my own person
#NaPoWriMo
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