Once was a little playground with one orange-flavored slide, triangle swing able to back and forward, monkey bars to climb on, and hanging loose, play around southern sandbox was bigger than anything, do you always looking after, when you actually a kid before and therefore out to the wilderness, do the teeter-totter up and down several of times a row, having a wonderful tiny time, riding a bicycle bike close to the playground sidewalk, the benches were there to sit and sat, the mourning breeze carried in, I exempt to seek, I exempt to tell maintain story has followed
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-22-20
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