Monday, May 20, 2013
Four Square.
The saddest part of any day
is when you're playing four square
and everyone leaves
one-by-one
to go home.
And you're the only one
who wants to keep playing.
It's like a metaphor for growing up.
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May 21, 2013 at 8:52 AM
Oh, the simple things....mom
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