In the Park
I was a child of merry swings
Swings that rolled to touch the light, blue
Blue the park winging despite time,
Time for my boy to feel my child.
For nette onclaud--- Four Lines Only
Jajosh Ongado---June 8, 2015
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Copyright © Jajosh Ongado | Year Posted 2015
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