Sugar Cookies

There are pleasures I knew when I was young

That I forgot

As I grew

Like fairies

And sugar cookies

The slippery coolness of a frog

The bragging rights of a snake

Or the jungle (of three trees) in the backyard.

 

Over the years pleasures became

Possessions

My corvette

390 cubic inches of speed

My snow skies

My house and pool

Jacuzzi and tennis court

And the powerful people who used me.

 

Luckily and just in time

I am relearning

what I knew as a boy

And while it would have been

Better if

I had not forgotten

At least my grandson and I will recover

What my son and I lost

 

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