You could hear the squeal of laughter as the children ran round and round the bandstand. In a few hours the grass surrounding the bandstand would be filled with checkered blankets laid out with wine and cheese. Despite the antsy behavior of the children a couple sat drinking in their own quiet solitude of the morning. The air was warm and the sun, hidden behind a thin layer of clouds, peaked through every few minutes as the wind moved them along the sky.
Time in the grass
waiting for the show
warmed by the sun
but shaded from the glow
children playing sprightly
while parents bide their time
Soon the music started
an evening so sublime
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Wonderful writing.
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It just has to be sung. Personally, I chose the tune to “Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye.”
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That works perfectly!
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[…] A relaxed day by Stine Writing […]
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Wow-what a wonderful piece. You’ve really captured a moment. Very vivid. Thank you so much for joining in the challenge:
KL ❤
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Thanks!
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Applause!
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Thanks Ron
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I can see it so clearly! The rhyme flows easily and the picture is fully formed – even without the photo!
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