learning curves

I watch you,

A blur of blue and red

Running with your hair bouncing,

Bouncing in time to

Bare feet: deep in conversation with the grasses,

Head over heels in love

For this moment

Then up on your feet again


Running always running,

Under the pines past silvery green leaves,

I watch you

Leap over the fence

I watch

Until you’re a small red dot

Turning the curve,

Then you’re gone.

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