When his mother pulled up to the familiar daycare,
the sun was at it most pulchritudinous and spring was in the air.
The lavishly green trees levitate and conceal over the rectangular playground,
as she spots her raucous 43lbs, 42 inch bumble bee at the far end.
Today she wouldn’t take this moment for granted.
For as yesterday it was her running around fluctuating on
the pendulum, measuring its oblivious restrictions.
Her eyes fixated on his every move as each second ticks by,
Until their eyes inedible consociate and his face illuminates.
He hastily dashes zealously towards her
as she tentatively bends down to embrace him.
His arms appeared to become jarred as it seemed he were
to hurdle back into her womb.
But in that very moment the grasp of his hand emerges and precisely releases
the rocky soil he had relocated from the yard into her face.
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