On an unremarkable day
a fourth grader swung his feet
forward and back
like a pendulum
(If pendulums could wear light-up Sketchers)
The world around him:
a game of Uno playing skip cards,
a Tamagotchi slowly starving in the pocket,
a field day running too slow for ribbons,
Yet to that fourth grader
that swing set stood like a castle
and he ruled as king
or maybe a jester, either way …
The friend on the other swing
laughed with him
giggling together
and planting little seeds
which, over a decade later
would grow into truly beautiful
precious
daylilies.
Of Poems and Places 
This photo was taken by my special and spectacular friend Rachel Applin
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