step
outside
my front door
fresh air filled lungs
soft sunlight kissed skin
down concrete stairs to earth
dry dirt, hard ground holding me
grass crunches beneath each footfall
provokes emotions believed long past
(c) April 13, 2013
For more information about National Poetry Writing Month go to the NaPoWriMo website.
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| Photo by Jennifer Clark (c) May 2012 |
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