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Barefoot, mud stained, and blinded by the sun;

Struggling with an inner battle, within seconds my heart had won.

Walking faster, with a skip in my step, arms swinging wildly about;

Neither a map nor a question was necessary, my battered feet knew the route.

One tree, two trees, fluorescent wild flower grew in sight;

I floated with my shadow, approached the calling light.

Steady as a sewing needle, slow as a sloth;

I tiptoed into my favorite prairie, the dirt now soft as silky cloth.

I pranced straight to the middle, loving the current circumstance;

Thanked God for my prairie, and endured my long awaited sun dance.





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MissFaber said...
May 12, 2010 at 7:20 pm
honestly beautiful! it connected deeply with my love for the outdoors. the words are playful, they seem to dance across the poem. if you could comment and rate my stuff, that would be appreciated! great job :)
 
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