I took the charge in the summer
slowly putting my feet in the waters
it felt so good.
It was a clear day
as I willingly emptied out my thoughts
scanning the horizon
observing others who had taken the charge
now they are neck deep
while I study the path they took.
The feeling of the summer air
and their songs chirping like birds
memories I hope not to forget.
Yet in my moment of bliss
filled with excitement
unreluctant to retract my step
I noticed I was all alone
so I hid,
secluded to my thoughts
my joy exposed to my book
but no one close to share.
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 1:27 AM UTC
I took the charge in the summer
slowly putting my feet in the waters
it felt so good.
It was a clear day
as I willingly emptied out my thoughts
scanning the horizon
observing others who had taken the charge
now they are neck deep
while I study the path they took.
The feeling of the summer air
and their songs chirping like birds
memories I hope not to forget.
Yet in my moment of bliss
filled with excitement
unreluctant to retract my step
I noticed I was all alone
so I hid,
secluded to my thoughts
my joy exposed to my book
but no one close to share.
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