Run around frantically with your hands up in the air.
Feel the breeze blowing like a light summer wind.
Theres a park up the street about a half a mile.
Behind an elementary school
Where a young girl was pushing a stroller.
On the way to the store.
The different hughes of green soaked in from all the tall trees surrounding.
She looked around and everything was gone.
Where were the swings? Where they used to sit?
Where were the wood chips they used to grasp?
Where was the laughter in the distance?
It was all soaked into the gravel now
Covered by parking spaces.
A changed place that left blue ribbons
A time machine never to return to
Memories locked away
Into a Gravel heart formed by rocks
In the ground.
The blue sky would never forget
The different hughes of green.
The breeze still blew as minutes went bye.
Have you ever wondered what its like to be a cloud?
As you look up and envy its weightlessness?
Only to get up and not even remember you asked that
A few seconds that turned into years later?
Still looking through the same dark glasses?
Remember the girl who accidently swallowed a bug and ate it's legs.
Or she thought!
That lived on hillside lane.
For a second she laughed as she kept passing by.
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