Running laughing child
01.09.08 (8:08 am) [edit] |  |
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it was a day of grays for me
you know how they go
where everything is muted
unconnected
drinking my lukewarm bitter coffee
when I heard the laugh,
loud,
then around the corner the child flew
big smile,
wide eyes,
when seeing me she stopped
waved and again laughing was on her way,
receding the laughter sounded like a chime ,
alone,
bringing some light into the gray,
I smiled
and felt a little better
the coffee not so bitter,
strange that.