Playing Kids

 

I hear

The playing kids

 

My ear

Receives

 

The lack of fear

 

The unconcerned

The happy tear

 

I see

I see the game

We’re all the same

We all reach for the sky

Where we share

A cloud

 

And feel so high

And mighty

 

Zitta  – written on 8/15-13

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