BROTHERS

Brothers of mine,

how did we get so old?

So old we remember coonskin hats and cap guns

and your Big Bang cannons?

Fireworks from the State Fair

sparking over our front yard,

where all the neighbors sat on folding lawn chairs

talking about who knows what.

So old we’ve almost forgotten

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