happiness;

like a ball
rolling down a hill;

in summer;

it bounces across dirt
collecting grass
kicked up by the mower
that your dad hauls out
every week;

dons his orange headphones
to block the noise;

rubs his face whiter with
sunblock to keep away the rays
of hot summer;

rolling easy
sunsets and rises
crickets
cicadas
cccccccccccccc
rolling;

-Helen Armstrong

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