to walk in,
to ride through,
to steer the car into.
the larger the better.
the splash,
the sound it makes.
the mess of mud
and water.
the wet shoes, the soggy
socks.
with no mother at
home to scold me,
i'm five again with
not major, but minor
glee.
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