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“A man can’t ride your back unless it’s bent.” Martin Luther King Jr.

“Car, Car!” the twins call to her
all fresh faced wonder at the fair.

faces so much like her own children
but not.

“Look! Look!”
they point and giggle
at the tired Shetland.

She stands with them,
and watches carefully
as they ride and sighs.

the pony rides are over.

Car stoops
to wipe their noses
and retie their shoes.

Caroline rises
knowing today
will be her last day.