barefoot
Barefoot running in the rain with my daughter
soggy grass cushioning frenetic feet.
Faces smiling in freedom.
We are two souls in one laughter,
one only in what we share,
not who we are.
Running in the rain,
feeling the motion of our bodies and our connection.
With gratitude,
Joanna
{written on Saturday evening}
Barefoot running in the rain with my daughter
soggy grass cushioning frenetic feet.
Faces smiling in freedom.
We are two souls in one laughter,
one only in what we share,
not who we are.
Running in the rain,
feeling the motion of our bodies and our connection.
With gratitude,
Joanna
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