For example, I would not be the same me
without the sound of echoes under the street
crossing to school, or the horse chestnut tree
that lost my tooth, or the gooey sweet
cookies at Grandma’s recitals. You have too
a million million moments that are you
and who’s to say any one of them is small?
~ Tamary Shoemaker
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(From a prompt at Poetic Asides to write a poem titled "Important ____.")
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