The sun is shining and the park is looking like an oil
painting, the trees are painting their shapes on the pink pastel sky. Late
afternoon lights magic with a frosty bite. Three young teen girls walking down
the path swinging their art cases in the air, stamping their Dr. Martens in a
puddle. They are laughing and
shouting about with their short as can be uniform skirts.The redness of the
scarf, the radiance of their youth, the glow of their friendship. Made me
smile.
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