Childhood

Catching lightening bugs in the palm of my hand.

Blowing dandelion seeds in the wind.

Racing the boys got me,

Twisted ankles and rolling down hills got

Ants stuck in my teeth,

Busted knees tend to

Remind me I’m a girl again.

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