summer

Take me back

To the good old days

Where we played in a

Field of bones.

Sitting down on

The mossy bank

and you tossing your

Sticks and stones.

Where hearts ran

Fearless through

Blades of grass

And tomorrow was

Our greatest unknown.  

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