by Margery Daw

My window looks out onto the backyard of a neighbor who has installed a large trampoline for his children's use. Usually there are two boys, ages about 12(?) and 7(?); sometimes just one of them, with one or two friends. I like it; it's like looking out onto a backyard birdfeeder, or a zoo. Today, five or six kids were out there, including one facing away from me wearing a hot-pink shirt, with long hair. When she turned around, I saw she had small breasts that didn't bounce very much. Still, I wonder if this means everything has changed.


Margery Daw is a pseudonym and part of a nursery rhyme.

1 comment:

caroline said...

Life does get different when we're too big for trampolines. (Love your work!)