My ode to the ‘burbs:
Sticky summer air
Sweet cut grass krinkles through my toes
Homemade ice cream and fresh baked pies
Trampoline days to jump and fly
Fun friendly streets filled with children playing
Baseball’s hit, window breaks, neighbor’s sad look on his face
No worries, no cares, except for making more memories
Suburbs, life is easier with you around


2 responses so far ↓
1 amy // Nov 6, 2006 at 1:37 am
very cool.
2 daniel // Nov 7, 2006 at 6:35 am
Thanks, Amy.
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