leaves from The Book of Me

There once was a swing
        in their big backyard tree
Ned hung it one summer
      for no one but me
and skipper would sit
         on top of my shoes
and all of my clothes  
       were light or dark blues
cause I never liked pink
                      only orange and tawny
or red like the leaves
        from my tree  with the swing
                           in the fall when they’d fall
                  some would stick in my hair
         and I swear in my head
part of me                        is still there.

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