A Friday night

by ~*Monkey See~*~Monkey Do*~   May 1, 2005


Across the school yard,
one Friday night
a soft rushing wind touches my face
as a stare up wards into the sky
giving me feeling of belonging
Nothing but me and the clouds
soft fluffy clouds
what could be more relaxing
the heavy thud of a ball
as Sarah struggles to beat Kate\'s record
the sound of cheering from a nearby soccer game
laughter from Ashley and Maryanna
and walking feet from all around
but I am no longer there on earth
I feel like an angel soring high in the air
its amazing the feeling one can get from staring at balls of cotton

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  • 20 years ago

    by ~*Monkey See~*~Monkey Do*~

    and where did the high of cotton balls come from?

  • 20 years ago

    by ~*Monkey See~*~Monkey Do*~

    U idiot Sarah
    u suck
    loser
    butthead
    I crap on u
    anyway
    their was a soccer game
    I know your tiny pathetic brain doesn't have much capacity so its normal for you to forget details
    WELL the rest of u have no excuse
    or have u all sunk down to sarah's
    level
    [i didn't know that was possible]
    HugZ to those with brains
    everyone else but Sarah!
    bye

  • 20 years ago

    by ~*Monkey See~*~Monkey Do*~

    oh wait... don't answer that
    -sarah
    sacari.deviantart.com

  • 20 years ago

    by ~*Monkey See~*~Monkey Do*~

    why are we mean?

  • 20 years ago

    by Spongebob

    you guys are mean

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