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vincent armone

Rookie (1/24/70 / Brooklyn)

A free child


Playing on lawns of green
the smell of cherry bloosoms
the flutter of a white moth

Running through man made rain drops
on a hot summer day
a tall glass of iced tea
in 69 degree comfort

Picking pumpkins
brisk october days
snow all in piles
school closed for the days

A kiss from mom warm on your head
all nice and toasty you hop into bed
a free child nothing left to be said

Submitted: Saturday, March 31, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, February 09, 2011

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