Cautious on the
crosswalk, then cranking their backpacked-wings, the elementary angels fly,
waist-high and no
waiting
There is no traffic
we cannot bear to keep these white lines sacred – passage guaranteed, free of
fear, clear to be
Ready for homeroom
and onward, addition and pencil cases, just in situations such as those moments
where there might be frogs
The hesitation on
their faces just before they leave the sidewalk –
yes,
yes, I see you and you may pass –
yes,
you will have this day and many more
I will
stop for you
and
you will go
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