When They Were Nina

A red moon sets over crowd gathered at the Humboldt Park boathouse
Nina has stubbed her toe and now she won’t play with the others
The children swimming in the lagoon are completely unaware of Nina’s misfortune
But the adults feel a gentle tug at their hearts – remembering their own stubbed toes
Remembering their own summer days in this pastoral sanctuary in the middle of the city
Remembering when they were Nina – just beginning to spread their own wings

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