we who abandoned so many things
without even knowing
with no one showing us how not to
our milk money for school, report cards
old patent leather shoes, when we went over the pavements of
dream
again and again so as not to lose the way
crayons, water colour sets by Prang
whole pages where we sorted the apples from the oranges
in mimeographed blue
the church bells rang and it was Christmas
or Easter too;what happened to you oh chiming, charming
sounds. we looked for you all around, with the hyacinths.
old pencils inscribed with business names
sharpened to a gleam in myriad colours, No. 2
plaid portfolios, weather proof of stick figures
little houses and with the sun's rays
clearly indicated, chocolate, on coming home.
somewhere may it be all gathered up
presented to us like a rose bouquet
on a distant day
in Heaven.
mary angela douglas 29 may 2023
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