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and one day you make a dash for it
no longer caring who sees you wet
shaking off the covers, the caps, the masks
into your field of lost green
The grass is more prickly
than it was in your memories
the blue you painted on your ceiling
a faded shade when you stand gazing up now
the breeze has a nip and shoves you about
the rain so cold that it makes you shiver
The warmth, the tinkle of little goat bells
you still hear
but there are none about
Fences block your path
Gates have made you a stranger
The stone where you carved your name
says RIP
as it lies over another
©Reena Prasad Feb 9th 2013

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