Sharing EarbudsA Poem by Patrick McCombs
We were walking down the street
Following the winding trail of concrete Wandering in the summer rain Experiencing the majestic and the mundane Our clothes soaked clean through And I looked over at you And you had ear buds in your hand And you asked if I had anything planned I said no You said we should go We found a park and sat underneath a tree And you looked over at me We had an ear bud in each ear We turned it up so we could hear We sang loudly and proudly Until it was no longer cloudy © 2013 Patrick McCombs |
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Added on June 6, 2013 Last Updated on June 6, 2013 Author
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