Upside down
He held me by my ankles and
shook
me up and down –pennies fell
from my
pockets upon the velvet
carpet ground
He held me by my ankles as he
shook
me up and down – laughter rippled
as
never before or since in the
silliness of
that finite three year old
world soaked in
the rich ripples of my
grandfather’s sound
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