• jaydawn 46w

    Elementary school

    Coming back to the place
    In which I once thrived
    Children play in the street
    The playground is closed
    Nobody to see.

    I could keep going forever
    Never go home
    It's getting dark though,
    So I turn around.

    Maybe next time,
    When I have the nerve
    To follow the sun
    And never return.

    Upstate New York, 6-1-2020