A kutti kid pushing her even more kutti brother on her elder brother's cycle, 2 squirrels fighting over i'm not sure what, tap dancing and doing a twirl with my high heels to a song that i really like, seeing the look on that maami's eyes who thinks i'm crazy to do a lil hop on the road when i'm actually dancing inside my head, reminiscing over your old photos along with dad and cousins while arguing on who someone really looked/look like, reading old messages, waiting for what seems like forever for that familiar regular phone call
Those small things in life that always, no matter how old they become, bring a cracked smile to the face.
2 comments:
Twirling on high heels isn't the easiest thing to do. Are you a ballet dancer? I teach Ballet if you're interested to learn more.
This reminds me of a poem i read somewhere written by someone i dont remember...it talks about how the red=indians roamed their lands...the eagles flying as high as their spirits, the horses grazing their ancesterial grounds, etc, and how it felt to breathe the air of the land they called their own., and how simple things in life can cast a lasting note!!! Brilliant is life/
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