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Jul 2013
Green grass on a gentle *****,
tree in the yard, swing of rope,
leaning back, pumping legs,
sun setting, the day has dregs,
the wind whips by the boy blur,
spinning until, the dark does spur,
running in, the day spent, no waste,
awash in the sun
                            rise to set, all day experience, life to taste,
                                                          ­                                      with a sprinkle of stars.


©DWE072013
Ottar
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