For forgetting his place
and for letting it play out this far.
There He goes again...
back in that corner
Staring at the lines
He should have always stayed in.
A boy whether truly naive
Wishing to just play..
testing out forbidden limits,
That imaginary best friend
His utmost necessity
being and knowing it's
Right where he needs it.
And his playmate's forgotten too
the rules when they play
Tuck her knees in below
to make the swing go
up up and away...
where her mind wants to stay
hoping to feel them butterflies
as she sway.
~mje Saturday, May 1, 2010 at 10:11pm
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