Petals on the walk.
Kitty’s getting married again.
Small hands wet with captured bubbles
line with fur each time she tries to jilt the teddy bear.
They don’t know Here Comes the Bride.
Kitty takes the aisle to Inspector Gadget’s song:
doop doodoop doodoop...
Four half-finished books nap spreadeagle on the porch.
Lazy pages flutter in the musical hush,
the exhalation of the trees.
The sunlight treads its patient progress through the ladybug
gardens.
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