The Walk

As I stepped out the front door there was
A bunny sleeping on the dry, green grass

As I look up I noticed a blonde woman jogging
By glimpsing at her you could see the
Motivation she had

As I start strolling down the long street
the beautiful sunset was gleaming in the sky

Tuning to my favorite song while I was
Walking down my neighborhood

the birds tweeting and taking off
Seeking for something

Squirrels messing around in the trees and
On the brick walls

As I end my walk, the sunset was gone and
It was almost a dark, black sky.

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