Back Down This Track; Time's

Forgot, as dropped out of mind?
No; just left behind.
That fruitful basket's worth of
The sweetly wholesome.

Sized for cherries, cherry-bright
Smilings. None with blight!
Arcadia, ripe with it!
Of a joy-burst lit.
Hung, picked childhood's place, from out.
An o'erflowing sum!
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