Postcard Poetry: Day 13

Lucky day thirteen! Day 13 was actually yesterday, but I didn't post it. So today you'll get two. Day 13 now, and day 14 later in the day. For now, enjoy 13. :)

Translation: 

_____

Tell me a story:

of when you

were young. Even one day

younger will do -- a story 

of you from yesterday. 

How did you walk; what

did you eat; what shirt

were you wearing; how

many times did you smile?

Did you learn a new word,

name or face? Did you touch 

your toes; did you brush your

hair or a lover's hand? Let's

not forget the story of ourselves. /

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Note: Day 13 essentially got two poems, since the front of the postcard has a very simple ode poem on the front. Here's the translation of that, if you can't read it...

Ode

To sleeping in late. / To fun. / To pineapples.

To old, soft sweatshirts. / To lips that kiss. / To

mistakes. / To different views. / To garlic. / To

fuzzy socks. / To pens. / To you.

To drinking tequila. / 2 the

strength of hands. / To 

purple. / To my love. / 

To breasts. / To life. / To the 

new car-smell. / To the new baby

smell. / To books and book-

cases. / To dirt. / 

To: ______________.