That story about the garter snake with the red stripe;
How he lived in the swamp behind your house;
How you would see him when you were playing back there;
How everyone had said they wouldn't build, because it was a swamp;
And how, that time, when you came back from college, you watched them drain the swamp, start building;
How, after that, nobody saw the snake again.
You could've told me other things about yourself:
What town or city you are from
What schools you went to
What job you do
So on;
None of those things
Compare to the story
of the red striped snake
How you remember him
And how you made him come to life for me
Enough
So that I now
Grieve his loss too
-RM
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