;

slosh, slosh, slosh

running feet through puddled water,

chasing ducks

quack, quack, quack

as the winter slowly encroaches

he pulls his windbreaker tighter,

aching inside,

though he’s not sure why.

slosh, slosh, slosh

deliberating splashing anything water in sight,

dragging feet across the pavement

as the wind blows.

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