Lauren Baker

Friday Afternoon - Poem by Lauren Baker

found my freddom this friday afternoon
the frost of winter melts as i run through the grass
the wind behind me
the world before me
on this friday afternoon

finally free on a friday afternoon
your laughter lights up the already shining sky
today is perfect
nothing could compare
to my friday afternoon

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  • (8/28/2007 10:02:00 AM)

    u also like to be free, like a bird free from all hastles of this world
    anyway if everyday was a friday life would have been different
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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 17, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 29, 2011

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