We danced through the swirling leaves,
Under the protective branches.
It was a game.
The shade was safety, and the light was lava.
And when we got tired,
We would lay a blanket down
And nibble on fruity Popsicles
As the breeze ruffled our tousled hair,
And the clouds drifted by lazily.
YOU ARE READING
A Touch of Wonder
PoetryA book of poetry filled with thoughts, experiences, and emotions. "As I walk down the slippery street, My face streaming with tears, The sadness can barely be sustained. But you suddenly kiss away my fears, My dear umbrella in the rain."
