shawna.

We were young,
and I don’t remember a thing
we ever worried about.

We spent our time
picking teams and playing kickball,
butterflies among those boys.

Everything was okay then
in the sun.

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One Comment to “shawna.”

  1. “Everything was okay then
    in the sun.”

    nostalgia always manages to find its way back into our hearts. a charming poem (:

    xx

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