beach balls

You drive with bare feet.
You stick your hands out the window
into the warm sunny air
and let go of the worries.

These are our times.
We’re young and in love with life,
certain we’re ready for it all.
It hasn’t been so bad so far.

You put the sunroof down.
The wind plays with your hair
and any caution you had left.

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