by Richard L. Provencher
6/17/2008 / Poetry
Like a calico cat you grew
up proud and beautiful.
We remember you pointing a little
finger at the pretty
yellow flower patch by
your play-cabin bobbing high on
the rope swing then
scooting past with a handful
of Daisies even stepping
around prickly thistles past
daddy's hammock and
running like the wind across pieces
of wood for a sidewalk.
Our backyard trees still surround
walls once made of blankets
momma's old cushion and faded
table still here also that
slab of panel cut for a roof.
Come back soon. And be our
little girl once again.
Richard & Esther Provencher 2008
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