Tell Me Your Stories
You skip shoeless across your days
Tender soles unscathed by the hot, rough ground.
You climb our fences, swim in our pools,
Laugh at our conventions,
Because you can
Because you should.
Memorandum: Do not try to grow up too fast.
Do not follow in my footsteps yet.
Look over my shoulder and see
The path paved with memories
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