Car trip, 1974
The sun (which is fun)
Has a sort of taken-for-granted quality
To the young;
Its rays--
Hot, prickling--
Are for outside
During a stop.
Nature , alone,
Bores ...
No kid *really* likes pure sky, pure lake, pure grass.
It's the inner sun,
The joking around,
That makes all that
Raw world
Into something
Well-remembered
And...
And... (ultimate fate)...
Done.
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