20 20
my vision
is fine
i can see
the lines
defined
by the chalk
in my hand
and the cracks
in the sidewalk
i also have
the rocks
that when
put on
the spots
make me
hopscotch
dance but
never
to
step
on my
mother's
back
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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