48th Anniversary Poem for N.

I longed to see
the cupcake of your smile.
I thought you were
my mommy for awhile.
You pushed me on a swing
until my head was lost.
Of course I’d follow you
at almost any cost.
I’d trail behind
your skirt tails like a pet.
I’d kiss you ’til the world
was soaking wet.
And then, at night,
when you turned off the light,
I’d cry and cry
’til you were back in sight.

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