She wanders the streets alone,
Little head bobbing up and down,
Bike pausing now and then,
The warmth of the sun on her back,
The stickiness of ice cream coating her fingers,
Long gone, long consumed,
Nothing could be better,
Nothing could be more perfect,
My little summer girl.
Image and words, mine. Crossposted at my deviantArt
1 comment:
The right frame, the right colours, the right subject - reminds me of my own little princess, granddaughter Esha.
Yes. "Isn't she lovely?" ("Songs in the key of life" by Stevie Wonder).
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