The little moments
Are the best kind of moments
Walking through the soccer field
Finishing off my ice cream sandwich
The wind in my face.
It’s the little moments
That make the day even brighter.
The little moments
Are the best kind of moments
Walking through the soccer field
Finishing off my ice cream sandwich
The wind in my face.
It’s the little moments
That make the day even brighter.
It's 9 o'clock on a Saturday- 9:00 AM, that is, when Mom made lemonade for the annual summer party at our house. Fresh-squeezed lemonade. It is sitting in a cooler on the small table in the tiny house in our backyard.
It's quiet. Just the rumbling of the car. My friend is asleep next to me, their head on my shoulder. I open the windows. The breeze is nice and cool and rustles my hair. As soon as the window is open, it reveals the sound of crickets.
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