“Cartwheel”

I fell 

Tumble and dive

Into a grass rash made on 

my skin knee. 

She called out to me 

Begging for a blanket 

made of flower crown 

and quilt teepee. 

Sunset set 

and she left, 

I wait, flower and 

unwed. 

Summer told me 

this was her 

age end. 

I let go.