Through Ancient Playgrounds

Beaten paths with glossy roots.

These trails, they’ve seen many boots.

Sunny glades with shady spots.

Running through them, a rush of many thoughts.

Bathing lizards and singing birds.

Other people? There are no herds.

Merely stillness and solitude.

Filled with nothing, but gratitude.

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3 thoughts on “Through Ancient Playgrounds

  1. Lovely poem… nice flow and rhythm.

    Liked by 1 person

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