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Maybe last time we went careening down the street
bicycles flying, hair flapping, legs stretching
Maybe last time we went singing
voices yelling, faces shining, toes tapping
Maybe last time we went beaching
waves crashing, bodies jumping, oars softly rowing
Maybe last time we went praying
eyes pouring, hearts cracking, parents gone
Maybe next time, yes next time, we'll laugh together
angels singing, joy overloading, peace abundant, sorrow
gone
These are the memories holding deeply
guiding, constant
Danya Webster | 