Feeling kinda crappy?
Walk to your local park as the sun heads down the sky, as the heat is stripped from the air. Hear the children on the creaking swings, shrieking on the teeter totter. Watch the boys throwing the ball around, snatching it effortlessly with their fingertips, loping up and down the field. The dogs chase each other, delirious in the freedom of no leashes, splashing through the fountains, racing after a hastily thrown ball.
Trust me. Instant smile.
1 comment:
hey you! call me when you're going to the park. I would love to join you.
Tree + baby Ilana
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