Chalk
Old
wind chimes
sway
in the
summer breeze
as
a little girl
draws
with chalk
on
the sidewalk.
A big ol’
sun,
a house,
and a
tree,
normal kid
things.
But something
has
changed
since school
started,
for the
first
time,
the little girl
thinks
her art
isnt good
enough.
So she
tries
to fix
it,
over
and
over
again.
When she
finally
realizes
she can’t,
she cries.
It’s not perfect,
she thinks.
She
never
stops
thinking.
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The wind chimes being careful strikes me as odd….but the turn was somewhat unexpected, and I like that.
<3 yes…..and so it begins.