If only we were four
again
I’d give you the last
cherry popsicle
and let you jump in
the pool first
If only we were four
again
I’d share my hot dog
with you
and even put ketchup
on it because that’s
how you like it
If only we were four
again
I would hold your hand
and give you big hugs
and cry when you had
to go home
maybe
just for today
we could be four
again

Poetic Bloomings  :An Entertaining Summer #25 – Butterflies