Staying One Stop Ahead
Cool
grandson
is unmoved
by convention.
Place has no value
except as it connects
to young imagination.
My elf ladders are not missing;
Spiderman and Robin need a bridge
to cross the creek that runs under 'Cool's' bed.
There are no buildings there to climb upon.
One busy mind fixated on need
ingenuity moves forward.
He is now outside; I see
my garden hose inside
arched thru a window.
One speedy shove
stays 'Cool's' creek
from its
course.
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