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A Barefoot Day in the Park (Free verse) by Dovina Iâve decided to sit and wait
nothing more to do
My feet can take root
wet earth between my toes
like a girl again
moss growing over my hands
leaves from my fingers
Maybe a child will climb me
that boy throwing pebbles
onto an empty fountain
too much wisdom for his age
feeling misplaced
not made for this world
I wanted to say to him:
If not you, who?
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