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Summer '72

There was an oak tree in the front yard,
and my baseball in the gutter,
there was a cookie jar full of cookies,
made with Crisco, never butter.

There was a swing set in the back,
and rose bushes planted by the fence,
there was a large painting in the front hall,
of a man whose look was so intense.

In the garage I signed by name,
I was twelve that summer of '72,
it was my small act of rebellion,
but that fall grandma had to move.

Mother said "Grandma forgets things,
like the date or her name,
so moving her somewhere else will be good,
even though its not the same."

Now that I am all grown up,
with kids and a loving spouse,
there are still day where I find myself missing,
my grandmother's old house.

Copyright © Jess Sknker | Year Posted 2017


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Date: 4/27/2017 12:23:00 AM

This poem is a little beauty, truly great. There is something else to it that made me hold my breath, and that is that I used to be a dancer too, and I recignize that duplicity. That pain, the tape, the eternal hurt, and at the same time that elation, the need to dance and the feeling of fulfilment and happiness. Most probably I miss your hidden meaning here, but still... couldn't help myself :) Welcome to PoetrySoup.

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