Written by: Kendra Slier
Over mucky leaves we tiptoed
To the row of trees up North
I captured everything in between
From the agapanthuses swaying in the wind
To the young bird singing the blues
On a pair of brown worn out shoes
We jumped across the river
In a zigzag pattern from one rock to the next
Dodging puddles of rain
Left as a souvenir from the night before
Our feet swinging merrily below
As we sat up in a tree
Only twelve and fourteen
And we vowed to never grow old,
When one of your shoes came loose
One of the ducks passing by
Had gotten such a fright
It nearly jumped six metres high
And gave you the most shadiest side-eye
A moment of silence
Before we burst into laughter
And as we watched the sun greet us
Disappearing behind the branches
We filled our cheeks with candy
Butterscotches and toffees.
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