you were here

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today there is snow in the mountains
it will be here soon
covering a reminder
a once upon a time

the pavement bears record
of hands and one tiny foot
missing oldest and youngest
scout camp and heaven

now an empty sandbox
playhouse gone to ruin
no slamming front door
a quiet piano

but you were here
the cement doesn't lie
young lives flourished here
played, slept, folded newspapers...

we were all happy here
once upon a time


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