The Accident of Age

We haunt yesterday’s bonfires
Cozy after days of swimming
And miles of nature walks
Learned every plant and tree
We’d seen for a million years
But ignored as passing strangers
Everyone knew every camp song
Because they’re in our DNA
Our parents sang them
As did their parents before them
Cavemen probably grunted
How to shore Michael row boat
Long before Kumbaya died
The marshmallows were gone
Chocolate and graham crackers
All buried deep
Ancient bodies sleeping
Our children blanketed forever
Beneath a shower of volcanic ash

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