12 January 2011

Stew and Dumplings

Nothing reminds me
Of my childhood

More than the cold

I was thinking that
As I walked the Hammer
In the park
After work today

A dad and his daughters
Were playing in the snow

As my dog dragged

Her big nose
Through the snow
The girls screamed
The dad laughed

Mom must have been home
Cooking stew and dumplings

Cold park

Warm house
I never wanted
More than that

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