we are all unlikely people she half thought
turning over the rain soaked pebbles in the road
to reveal, she thought
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You know, the funny thing is, when I write about a thing, whether in a poem or just a note to myself about time travel or starting over or anything I almost feel like it happened when I wrote it down, while I was writing it down. That's why I try to remember or think of happy circumstances as much as possible in my poem. Like wishes sent up and paper folded to God in the classroom of earth. Thanks for your comment. I feel that way, too!
Brings back memories of my childhood and school days. Thanks for posting.
i'm so glad it brought back good memories to you! Thank you for reading it and understanding.