"Mary Poppins Departs Newark"
Last time I was home-home, a friend said something to the tune of...
Like the trade winds or Mary Poppins,
You blow in here around this time every year
And every year I tell myself,
"next year remember to wear boots."
But I never do.
It heartens me to know that there is a place where
I am still associated with muddy, awkward, and/or fantastic adventures.