Sometimes
I miss
Skipping
down the block
on a warm spring day
to the soundtrack
of birds chirping.
Poetic musings
Sometimes
I miss
Skipping
down the block
on a warm spring day
to the soundtrack
of birds chirping.
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Tony Starling Kidd
Sounds like your heart still enjoys a good skip. Wonderful poem. – tsk
Yesenia
Thank you! Clever line with the heart