It is there , not there

Mom puts down her book,
A snail slowly walks by her.

Mom swings way up to sky,
Her reading lodged in sky.

The snail started a journey
Near mom’s swing to a sky.

Mom is not there but I am.
Snail may be or may not be .

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Erasing history

Now, we open books of ghosts
Who are nowhere and no men.

Before we demolish our houses
Erase the history of the ghosts.