51 | Words I Write

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First Drafts
- Words I Write -

Little children on merry go rounds
gliding down the spiral slides
touching skies by swinging high
climbing up the monkey bars.

People walking with phones on hand
some attention caught by sounds
loud chatters that led to laughter
silly smiles with hints of romance

I sit on grass with a journal on my lap
writing slowly, filling the paper ends
the wind softly kissing my rosy cheeks
the words spilling out with ease

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