Daniel Thomason

Rookie (8/6/1993 / San Antonio, TX)

Jesters. Modernists. Nightingales. - Poem by Daniel Thomason

Young love in a sandbox,
On a swing,
Down a slide,
To smile at a park-
To love with their hearts.


Young love at a table,
A vanilla swirl cone,
By a humming jukebox,
To smile at a parlor-
With a beautiful heartburn.


Young love in a steeple,
Pews and the people,
Near falling rice and flying doves,
To smile at those words-
I do - I'm yours.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

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