Just As It Seems

Holding out for hours of playgrounds
While the new wives come home
Leaving finger and toe prints across the leaves
In the sunshine-
Spiders and unborn children whispering in
The swings,
Talking it up to no one- the holidays play
Tricks-
And just as it seems, it seems.

by Robert Rorabeck

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