Day Fourteen, Road Trip 2015

first view of ocean
 they never want to go back
 to snowy Vermont
 
 they find ways to play
 after hours of traffic
 self-entertained
 
 yet, there are strict rules
 just like back home: perfection
 unmatched, unwanted
 
 just let them be kids
 romp up to their ears in sand
 take pleasure in filth
 
 (if only we could
 have homes and hearts like her heart
 where they’d build castles)
 
 

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