Open Poetry #1 |
Maruice at The Park |
snacks Junior Member
since 1999-08-21
Posts 35NJ |
SPRING IS SWELLING SLOWLY TOWARDS A RELENTLESS SUMMER HEAT. IN ONLY DAYS, THE WORLD WILL WISH FOR COOL WINDS AND SNOW DRIFTS. BUT NOW, AS THE SUN HALF HIDES ABOVE A DOZEN SOLID OAK TREES, MARUICE PUSHES A BABY SWING IN THE PARK. A QUIET BREEZE CARRIES A WARMTH THAT MANAGED TO SLIP THROUGH THE SHADOWS BELOW. MARUICE, AWAY FROM THE OTHERS, REMOVED FROM THE STIGMA OF THE LARGE BLUE VAN, PUSHES THE EMPTY BABY SWING WITH PRIDE AND STARES DOWN IN NURTURING WONDER AT THE PRECIOUS CHILD HE WILL NEVER HAVE. ------------------ God is seen always in a child's eyes |
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