My Front Yard

I would 

get up and 

run

out to the yard,

would dance with trees

running up to grab its 

leaves

and spin in my 

pink skirt,

I would pretend

 I was a princess

singing to the birds,

the princess of my front yard. 

 

Posted in response to the challenge Summer Memory.

June

VT

13 years old

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