Picnic
by Hallie Sinore
Step into sky
Sift concrete away
Step into sky
Sift high noon higher
Upward, bouncing
Sun-heated breath
Step into sky
Feel green velvet grass
Milk, orange, gravel
Swallow and share
Cling, downward dog
Babes we care
Mud puddle meets
Brave little lass
Who step after step
Bounces with pep
Be there and go there
This peak and that one
Mud puddle was
High noon was high
All steppin' descend
To do it again
Beautiful poem, Hallie. Love the pictures of Tabitha. - Julie
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