Dedicated to me

Pretty flowers, cold breeze
American’s rocket, crosses winds
We climb a tree, as you take my hand
That tree I used to carve our names

I jump the pond, you try it too
Oh no, there’s a frog, wait they’re two
I laugh to see you jump off and fall
Again like so many times before

Horses and ponies and unicorns too
You draw them all in my book
I spill coffee onto them
Look! Brown breeds, you said,
Flip the next page and start again

-FG