It’s Right There
Going through old photos
An old Kodak yellow folder,
Photo-sized.
We were at Big Bear Lake
In the San Bernardino Mtns.
My sister and me
Standing by the old family car
Fiddling with something
Not facing each other,
Must have been told,
“Look over here.”
But we weren’t looking,
Intent instead on whatever it was
In our hands.
That’s not the point.
The point is, we look so
……ordinary.
Two ordinary kids.
How could it be?
We weren’t even very cute.
We didn’t look all that intelligent.
Just standing there in our
Plaid flannel shirts over tee shirts
And our jeans
Fiddling with something.
Who could ever know by looking
We were so alive.
Rainbows and storm clouds,
Fantasy and fear,
Longings and anger,
Dreams and disappointments,
All inside us,
Bursting inside us
There was so much more
To being us.
I am looking at us for the first time.
Just two ordinary kids.
I never knew we were so
Ordinary.
