monkey bars

Boy Hanging Upside Down in Monkey BarsSometimes I imagine
that I remember the names
of every fellow first-grader

That in fact we still have snacktime
and storytime
and time together to laugh and play

not knowing time will bring change
and “opportunity” will someday
sometime soon
separate us

I call them brother and sister
as we hang upside-down
on the monkey bars

And somehow it doesn’t feel weird
to be forty-something
and hanging by our knees
with our shirts falling over our faces