Since I last saw you
You had just woken from a nap
looked at me as though you were trying to remember how you knew me
your face showed you forgot the fun times we had at your house in bay ridge
and our trip to the lake house where you fell asleep in my arms as I read your favorite book to you
It wasn't until we broke out your tiny orange trucks that you started to remember
as you giggled violently at my sound effects
We took a tour of your house and you hid in the closet and I had to pretend I didn't know where you had disappeared to
We played music and danced with your tiny maracas and you promised you'd only shake them instead of throwing them into the air
You jumped into my arms and
I lifted you up in the air and you reached your arms out and
became a plane soaring through the room until
we crash landed on the bed and you told me,
"it's dark outside. it's time for bed"
and crawled under the sheets
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