Short Thoughts: Those who shape and those moments that did.
Friday, June 11, 2010
tribute # 216 - wild child
mud-streaked, barefoot in shorts, shoulders bark-scraped, akimbo in the crotch of a park tree. her head tilted as if she owns the moment & world and isn't an ounce heavier for the burden. where did I, that feral grade-schooler, go?