Hey, you know you had a mother....she allowed you to draw on the walls and paint your cowboy boots flat green. Your room glowed at night from the raging peach color you chose for the walls...even you could not tolerate it after a few days. She stayed at home with you while you grazed the garden prior to age two, eating green onions straight out of the rows and walking butt naked next to the zinnias. The look of surprise on your face is still visible in the memory landscape from your reaching to the bottom of your bucket to touch the bumble bee...
Hey, you know you had a mother....she allowed you to draw on the walls and paint your cowboy boots flat green. Your room glowed at night from the raging peach color you chose for the walls...even you could not tolerate it after a few days. She stayed at home with you while you grazed the garden prior to age two, eating green onions straight out of the rows and walking butt naked next to the zinnias. The look of surprise on your face is still visible in the memory landscape from your reaching to the bottom of your bucket to touch the bumble bee...
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