you’ll always be there
on that shabby playground
tracing cracks in the pavement
sidestepping ladybugs
conversing with daddy long-legs
bending chalk lines
racing beside me against time
wanting recess to last the whole day
praying summer would come soon
pretending we were characters in books
drawing our dream house in the dust
noticing how the moon peeked out sometimes during the day
drinking the honeysuckle that gathered by the fence
swinging beside me
just quietly being
the best part of my day
Simply beautiful!
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Thanks so much!
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