Memories

Dewy lawn
green dye
white sneakers.

Again, I am a girl,
I am not a woman anymore.
Some of the laughing magpie
by law, and looks
language, and a long nose.

I can not be silenced,
face full of freckles,
and red wild
hair in the wind
swinging swinging.

low boys
sounds, games
home, or cars
sand box?

The moment is thought
good girl again be.