Poems by Aden Lee and Padma, Skylark Press Studio School Days: The Joys of Recess | Page 3

Caught, I catch; catching, I am
Caught in endless mirth.
I leap with feathered feet;
Serpentine, I slide down pillars;
Phaethon-like I fall…but rise to
Run anew in ever-gleeful chase,
Amidst a playground of white cherubs.

R

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