Friday, May 19, 2006

WHEN A GROWN-UP WALKS WITH A SIX-YEAR-OLD

Downtown
We hold hands
Yours small
Mine strong

I lead the way
Uneven in heels
You anchor me
Close to the ground.

Close to the ground
Your head and feet
And your commentary
On the everyday street
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