#1257-Corbera
08/01/2021
Hot summer days,
When shadows danced
On an old wall.
Late afternoon hours
In the fields.
Itchy bug bites.
Sweaty, dirty, tired, happy.
Driving home,
With a full car, and a smile.
Simple moments,
Etched in memories.
I miss those carefree days, and
The feel of it all.
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