Summer Kids
on sprouting kid legs
awkward with adolescence
they claim their summer
landing like wild birds
on circular grassy paths
called by adventure
late afternoons, they
corral their urban horses
herds of silver schwinns
flashing bright, they are
off, majestically young
against the sunset
carelessly they ride the crest
turning always to the west
5/26/23
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2023
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