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A Moment


Oranges rolled from their pyramid perches
on the grocerís table as the boy on the skateboard
swung his arm and jumped the curb like it was just
a memory. When the grocer yelled the boyís hair whirled
and that was when he didnít see the taxi bright like
oranges small globes of sunshine rolling down the sidewalk
on a summerís day.



Copyright © 2003 Summer Lopez



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