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.
The Musings of a Writer / Freelance Editor in Training
from my heart to yours
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
Author River Dixon
For bloggers who aspire to inspire
Tony Starling Kidd
Sounds like your heart still enjoys a good skip. Wonderful poem. – tsk
Yesenia
Thank you! Clever line with the heart