The boy and the girl walked
walked as far as their legs would take them.
Going in circles, they reached the destination of nowhere.
Take a seat, beckoned the dirty pavement.
Wet with rain and moss grown.
They sat down besides each other.
Short of breath from the walk.
She leaned towards him and he sat still.
With the tip of the umbrella,
he scratched few lines in the sand.
It became a stick girl
then a stick boy
and their umbrella
then came the sun shining bright
and a cotton cloud
few birds that flew over
and made their world complete.
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