cricket
hopping across the carpet
from shadow
into light
in great leaps
is a wonder.
finding his way in.
through what door?
what window,
what secret passage?
is he alone,
does he have a family,
friends?
i watch him
disappear
down the hallway,
pushing himself high
into the air.
jumping, jumping.
going somewhere.
he's lost.
i wish him all the luck
in the world.
who hasn't been there?
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