The wind is blowing,
Sun shining brightly.
But footsteps follow me quickly,
As I break out running.
It's the end of the day,
But I'm still laughing.
Much to my dismay,
He catches up to me pacing.
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Author:
A. Ip (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 8th, 2022 12:46
- Comment from author about the poem: Running on a beach shore could never be so fun with your friend by your side.
- Category: Children
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