How do you do it?
Support our every step
Hold up our homes
Shelter subterrain hordes
I remember, as a kid, at bathtime
scrubbing my grubby knees
you were ground in
after all day outdoors
Now discarded gloves litter the gardens
And you are under my nails
I dig in – directly
to hug you
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