Olympic Dreams

Lightning bugs at dusk

Fill the arena, flashing

Pretend cameras

Grade school memories

Barefoot, with cutoff jean shorts

And tie-dyed tank top

deep blue doodle-ties

Plaited Pippi Longstocking

Raises both arms on 

St. Augustine grass

Nature’s Olympic floor mat

For cartwheeling shows

Every passing car 

A Dream of discovery

By a real true judge 

Who’d stop in our yard:

“Be our star gymnast, Kim Haynes!”

Offering flowers

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