Today
I saw
A
9 or 10
Year old boy
Skipping
Yes
He was skipping
Snoopy backpack
Smacking
With abandon
No bullies lurked
That I could see
Lucky boy
He hadn’t a care in the world
And
It made me happy
So happy
A crisp breeze flowed
The threat of real weather
Rumored
And
It
Was as though
Nothing
Had changed
In
50 years
We were
Suspended in time
If only
For
Ten minutes
Winter
26 Monday Mar 2018
Posted Beauty, Los Angeles, Los Angeles Poetry, Poems, Poetry
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You took me there too, an endearing visit, thank you