Friday, April 16, 2010

Why is it different?

Hello You,

Tonight I'm looking out at the park across the street where my we played earlier today. The night makes it different. If I were out there I wouldn't sit on the benches. I would slide down the cool slides. I would walk in the cool sand. I would climb the cool ladders with bare feet.
And my children are asleep.
Why is it different?

Bye You.

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