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Summer Days

i sit, life rushing past me
I feel the sun on my bare shoulders, warming my skin
A slight breeze moves around me, circling me
playing with my hair, brushing my cheek with its cooling tendrils
cooling my skin as the sun warms it.

I squint into the sun, watching, enjoying the hussle and bussle of others
Most walk with a purpose or intent, their heads down
shoulders back, long lean strides taking them to their destinations

Some smile as they meet my gaze, more relaxed, steps slowly moving them forward
children run and frollick in the sun, squealing with delight as they chase butterflies,
one child crawls on his hands and knee;s intently pursuing a grasshopper through the grass.

A family of ducks meander past, quacking and waddling under the sun, light glints off the males vibrant colors.
The hussle and bussle of a choreographed society fades into the background,
my ears pick up the sound of rushing water, rustling leaves, birds singing, crickets merrily chirping away.

I lean back, throw and arm over the back of the stone bench and sigh
a smile touches my face as i think summer days are so relaxing..
I lean my head back, close my eyes and feel the sun warm my skin
Summer days

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inspired by shilo’s bench park poem ( thanks for the inspiration hun )

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Comments

  • pixie3
    pixie3about 6 years ago

    sweet memories

  • yep thats for sure :) thanks hun

    – tuffcookie

  • SNAPPYDAVE
    SNAPPYDAVEabout 6 years ago

    and the living is easy … cool

  • lmao yep no kidding

    – tuffcookie

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