in sun tea summer when i grow tanner
i like it when we babysit bunnies
line up for their recess, learn their grammar
among the clover, i make them cookies.
i invite anyone in our small home
we built it up like a lemonade stand
but you would rather we stick it alone
together, in rooms with doors never slammed.
selfishly giving myself away, free
for any passerby willing to pause
when you are where i can hang all my keys
you are dogwood, loving me just because.
forgive me how i always devastate;
it's us, our life, to which i dedicate.
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