summers brought kids and the heat
cars to and from LAX
wore a rut in the road
so many shoes came
in and out our front door
flip flops and runners galore
the linen cupboard was bare
towels, sheets and blankets
kept the washer (and mom) in suds
summer has come and the heat is here
only one car now is still
the rut is grown over with weeds
still the sound of those shoes
and the voices they carried
echo renewing joy in this heart
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