Mud stains decorate my pants
like Monet paints his art. A white
butterfly with black spots flies
alongside me as I play hopscotch
with puddles of mud. I wait for
the familiar laughs behind me
to catch up. The sunlight peaks
out as they walk closer. We look
around for the fairies sheltering
from the rainfall in the eucalyptus
trees but cannot find them. Five
shades of sun kissed faces wear
brave smiles of youth; creating
a rainbow in the forest.
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