The Soccer Field
It's an early Sunday morning
just before 7 you feel like
a moving ice sculpture. You can
see the sunrise peering through
the tree’s, so still they look
like they're stuck in time.
You can hear the sound of the
frost crunching each step you
take but the early morning
birds singing there calm soft
songs overpower the frost.
You can smell the bread
cooking in the toasters
of nearby houses.
Just another winter day!
just before 7 you feel like
a moving ice sculpture. You can
see the sunrise peering through
the tree’s, so still they look
like they're stuck in time.
You can hear the sound of the
frost crunching each step you
take but the early morning
birds singing there calm soft
songs overpower the frost.
You can smell the bread
cooking in the toasters
of nearby houses.
Just another winter day!
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