In years when curiosity did
all the work, nothing irritated
like the inconvenience
of nightfall that robbed
her of tree climbing light.
She clutched and scampered
into magnolias and oaks
despite parental warnings.
Eavesdropped on birds
She questioned why ancestors left
the doughy scent of branches.
While tasting the tang
of sour apples, she hid
her promises in limb shrines.
With feet on the earth,
breezes left her senses
dazzled by evening's light.
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