BY: AMY HATCH
Across the street I see young children
Playing, laughing, running
I feel the breeze of the warm summer air
My golden brown hair sifting to the side
Past the light giggling
Cars swoosh past in a hurry
The hustle of the day
Flies by like an airplane
The quickness of time
An hourglass awaits us
Behind me I smell
Savory barbecued meat
It touches my lips at the same time
The smell touches my nostrils
I enjoy life today
I await the hourglass
About Me
- Heather Johnson
- We are a lot alike. We have many goals and dreams for our lives. We love to travel, meet new people, and try new things. We love to embarrass ourselves because new experiences make us better. Whether we meet in this life or the next, I hope you can identify with the ideas that are important to me in this blog. I hope that you choose to become a self-declared life-long-learner. Above all else, I hope that you choose to life your life with abandon, with passion.
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