The boy standing
between the swing and slide
craned his neck,
lifted his arm.
I smiled,
took a hand from the handlebars,
waved.
He, though,
was only
wiping snot.
The boy standing
between the swing and slide
craned his neck,
lifted his arm.
I smiled,
took a hand from the handlebars,
waved.
He, though,
was only
wiping snot.