human nature
From where the kids play and laugh
To birds chirping in their water bath
Sirens screaming for the past hour
Walking down this grass path
Bitter sweet sun makes me squint like its sour
Leaning down just to sniff the flower
Cars speeding by, late from their lunch break
Looking up, the trees are like giant towers
Watching as the tree branches shake
Flowers so beautiful they almost look fake
Majestically the butterfly passes
Spring is coming no need for the rake
As kids come out they pile in masses
Going back to all their classes
Back to learning; time to put on my glasses
Back to learning; time to put on my glasses
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