trying to find the right rocks for big jumps, series of skids, huge plops, and then the perfect throw.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Grace
Standing next to my brother,
talking with my brother,
laughing with my brother --
sister again, aunt once more --
as we watched Grace,
attacking the ball,
aggressive and sure,
mud splattered all over
her knees and elbows.
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