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Our Trampoline

April 22, 2019
By Supereve99 BRONZE, Mount Juliet, Tennessee
Supereve99 BRONZE, Mount Juliet, Tennessee
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The sun full of honey

Burnt out jokes, no longer funny

Jumping higher on the creaking springs

Maybe if we whisper the birds will sing


Slowly falling back down like the leaves

The sun and moon watching quiet as thieves

Air that smells of snow

Tell me where did our time go?


Bittersweet memories sting like sunburns

Everything changes when the sun turns

Laughter like water flowing

Does anyone else see the stream slowing?


Hand in hand sitting so close

Stuck outside now for the zipper froze

An abundance of memories trapped in a net

Think of all the tears we would’ve never met


Everyday the sight makes it hard to speak

Still sitting there, yet you haven’t been in weeks

The new fences like trees running to the sky

How tragic to fall from so high


Our favorite place it will remain

Where there is love there is pain

Summer comes and goes too fast

A beautiful token of our past


Once this cold winter has died

Our trampoline will be waiting outside



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