Sparks of joy running around
Fresh food melting your taste buds
Water jumps and moves all around
Light shines a path for the rest
Boom, bam, whoosh they go
Arms looped around each other
Groups connected like magnets on a fridge
Colors of importance to the eyes sight
Tables, coolers, and family
Kisses with drinks passed around
Relaxation is the key
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My Unstable Poetry
PoetryA diary of sorts. 2015-2017. A poetry collection of angst, depression, and epiphanies.
