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2014-02-05T10:40:01-08:00February 5th, 2014|Parenthood|

Shadow

We walk home from the playground
our shadows long and wispy
like spider legs

you tell me that shadows
are grey which means
they are old

then you step on mine
and you ask me

mama, does it hurt
to get old

but before I can answer
you have run ahead
counting how many steps
to the big tree

and I watch your shadow
thin and weary
being yanked along
behind you.

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