Hair parted hanging long as limbs
How high did you climb then
How long did you remain
Among the leafless branches
Twenty year old girl
Newly mothered
You must feel young smiling
Quilted dress does not stop you
You stand up and lean over down
It is dusk on another day
You swing- arms open- in the forest
Fingers spread wide
Thick red cardigan
You must feel free
I only knew you this way
Homemade dresses
And open-toed shoes
You hate feeling closed in
You did come back for her
You must have known
As the woods darkened
A new decade was upon you
A chance to begin again
The mountain air, crisp
I imagine, filled your lungs slow
Head tilted back as you swing
Back, smiling, and
Swing forward
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