The Afternoon Breeze

Birds chirping
People whistling
doors opening and closing
The sound of the dog panting

Lawn mowers pushing through the grass
Wind blowing into the trees
Smell of the old evening campfires

The sun hidden within the clouds
The afternoon breeze coming and going
sitting here thinking.....
What to do next

A lake swim
A walk or run
Time at the playground
Get out
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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