I watch you,
A blur of blue and red
Running with your hair bouncing,
Bouncing in time to
Bare feet: deep in conversation with the grasses,
Head over heels in love
For this moment
Then up on your feet again
Running,
Running always running,
Under the pines past silvery green leaves,
I watch you
Leap over the fence
I watch
Until you’re a small red dot
Turning the curve,
Then you’re gone.
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