Under the SunA Poem by Moonie
I can picture you
in a mile long field, under the Sun- its warmth crab-dancing on your skin, leaving trails of freckled kisses on your nose and cheeks. Wind in your hair, and joy in your amber eyes, I see your fingertips combing through the daisies, the grass tickling your bare toes. And the Sun is just so bright, It lights up your hair like a halo. Through the fields, in your favourite dress pinwheel in hand, running so fast, your giggles chase after you. © 2018 MoonieFeatured Review
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