The sun caresses my young smiling face
Under the sweeping cloudless blue sky
Young boys bat balls and run to home base
I swing for hours and dream I can fly
Fragrant honeysuckle wafts up my nose
Butterflies perch on wild yellow flowers
Fresh cut grass sticks to my bare toes
Long summer days no threat of spring showers
Ice cream melodies spark my senses
Bravely I jump from my seat at great height
Parents play witness sitting on benches
Around my mouth popsicle delight
Sat on a jungle gym shaped like a spider
My best friend waits so I climb up beside her
About the Creator
Shannon O'Flaherty
Poetic free spirit, mother of two gorgeous men, practicing shaman, healer, therapist, educator and author. I take small groups on spiritual healing trips to Peru. World traveler, fascinated by human dynamics and relationships.
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