Corner Store, Park, the Beatles

Mike Bayles floor creaks footsteps echo cans of shelves feeling small I follow my older cousin he buys me Beatle bubblegum cards the outdoors calls luscious park and playground near my school greenery abounds a walk back home secret conversations I say Paul and he agrees aimless clouds drift lambs and lions and daisy chains always a rhythm in time revision of poetrysoup.com poem