I'm swimming in a lake surrounded by green trees
with spanish moss hanging off of them.
There is a huge two story log home next to the lake.
It looks like Florida, but then my cousins are there, the Yates.
We all finish swimming and then go into their house.
There's a little boy, maybe two, who falls and scrapes his knee.
No one goes to help him so I pick him up and set him on a stool,
I wipe the blood of his knee and put a band aid over it.
I hold him for a second then put him down so he can play again.
There's people talking.
Laughter and happiness is in the air.
The mood is light.
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