Composed 4/14/16
Description: For Day 13 of NaPoWriMo. A snapshot from today.
I walk out
And there is sun!
Blanketing the streets in a rare warmth
Crowds mill in smiles and sunglasses
Flirting with their shorts and sandals
I can barely see them
They radiate
But the aura is infectious
Even music plays
Relaxing and summery
From an open car door
You can’t help it
You walk down the street and feel
Alive
With the magic of a thousand summers gone by
Scraps of Paper 