Meriverries - Poem by Mitch Señoron
I gazed under the sun,
Walked on the grass,
Feeling the air passing through my hair,
And feeling the cold warm water on my feet.
I see friends playing happily,
On the river, jumping, diving, enjoying,
Then walking on the slippery stones trying to enjoy myself,
By sitting on a rock under the sun taking pictures of friends.
Where it's the first time seeing us all together,
Enjoying, the cold warm waters of the river.
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