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School Drop-offs - June 19, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Jun 18
  • 1 min read

like bees returning to the hive

cars swarm Cahuilla Elementary

 

and with the clunk of closing car

doors, parents and children emerge

 

in tight hand holds

that unclasp at the gate

 

as I walk by, this 7:45am scene

a memory of walking to school

alone, or with a brother or friend

 

we’d kick stones or leaves

banter, or ponder our lives

curiosity ran far and feral

 

but these kids today, trapped

in safety from a dangerous society

are rarely free of mom and dad

 

to wander the world outside on

their own and discover the doors

 

that open to the much more mysterious

and life-changing universe

 

inside

 
 
 

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