Water Wings
By: Roxanne
Tucked beneath the shade of an apple blossom tree,
She watched the children splash with eyes full of glee.
Legs cradled to her chest and eyes alight with green,
She wondered if water wings were too small for a teen.
Every moment begins with a tale.
By: Roxanne
Tucked beneath the shade of an apple blossom tree,
She watched the children splash with eyes full of glee.
Legs cradled to her chest and eyes alight with green,
She wondered if water wings were too small for a teen.
Poetry inspired by nature
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