they’re not the cottonwoods

or live oaks from my childhood

climbing trees and leafy hideaways

where library books

and pb&js were squirreled away

on long summer days

no they are trees unfamiliar to me

standing watch over my doorway

in the last home of my life

where I will spend long summer days

with books and pb&js

squirreled away in their shade

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