We Ride
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Meerkats in the Kitchen
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Section 1
Windows shut, AC hums,
Balcony door left open—someone…
Clamdens on the seventh floor,
Mom flips eggs, Dad reads the news,
Little Johnny ties his shoes.
Saturday sun through the door.
Section 2
Leaves caught his fall, dirt kissed his skin,
Good fortune wrapped him up again.
Seventh-floor miracle, wild and free.
Hallelujah, hallelujah—thank the tree!
Seven stories down, but the branches prevailed.
Oh, Johnny flew like a bird from the rail,