Retracing old roads in Newport,
I found the forgotten playground.
Still there was the circular cut plywood:
The manual merry-go-round.
Each of my Boxers loved the ride,
Eagerly awaiting to ride it again…
Now fifteen years later, I sat alone.
Pushing my foot for one last spin.
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