Spring Sky
.
Shinning
the squinting child
with hands firmly fixed
and stride in rhythm
with his proud smile
off he did scoot
my precious my
As he sung of joy
and his loving
God
off he did scoot
and oh
tumbled off
No
not a tear did he shed
no
he did not cry
he simply laid back and stared
at that blue
spring sky
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2011
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