Dad’s youngest brother’s family lived so very far away.
When they would come to visit we had lots of time to play
cause every time they came around, they stayed at least a week.
We’d start off shy, then start to talk, and then play hide-and-seek.

They came one summer when I think that I was maybe five.
We cheered to see their maxi van and small blue cart arrive.
And when the bashfulness dissolved, we started having fun.
We fed the ducks and listened till the woodchuck tapes were done.

Our sandbox at the time was full of sticks and leaves and clumps.
We used a sieve to sift the sand to rid it of the lumps.
We bribed our cousin into work he did not have to do.
We...