The sun warms my once chilled body
Through pains of glass in a fast food pain glass window.
The activity of life is artistic scenes
rows of color
Fresh Smells of exhaust
The sounds of engines roaring
The chatter of the morning customers
The sweet laughed of children and grandfathers
My heart beats with pride
Simply seeing new visions of a day
Out and about
Alive and simply being a witness
to the activity of life
A visitor amongst the crowd
Feeling the summer days start from the night.
I feel truly alive and deeply spirited.
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
The sun warms my once chilled body
Through pains of glass in a fast food pain glass window.
The activity of life is artistic scenes
rows of color
Fresh Smells of exhaust
The sounds of engines roaring
The chatter of the morning customers
The sweet laughed of children and grandfathers
My heart beats with pride
Simply seeing new visions of a day
Out and about
Alive and simply being a witness
to the activity of life
A visitor amongst the crowd
Feeling the summer days start from the night.
I feel truly alive and deeply spirited.
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