Late spring laughter
sprinkles through the park
we walk beneath green leaf canopies
and talk future plans
we talk childhood dreams
we talk Pennsylvanian folklore
I am German completely in my blood
She is Russian and headstrong
laughter
there are some places here that
make you forget the city
is surrounding you
We laugh outdoors and
talk about future lives
the paths that brought us together
forever entwined now
by a little growing life
spending days covered in books
typing out words
collecting memories
to push
other
memories out of my head
late spring laughter
we run for cover
from an early evening rain storm
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