Feet wander...
Feet wander
through the park.
We pass the swings,
the picnic shelter
two skateboarders.
Eyes squint to make out
a birch tree silhouette
against the clouds.
Against the bright
white silence of the sky.
Feet wander
through the park.
We pass the swings,
the picnic shelter
two skateboarders.
Eyes squint to make out
a birch tree silhouette
against the clouds.
Against the bright
white silence of the sky.
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