This is my poem for NaPoWriMo Day 11. You can read the prompt here.
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Walking Home
The pigeons coo high above me in their trees
As the tweets of other birds sing along joyfully.
A car engine purrs in the street to my left
As I walk with my baby on the sidewalk.
The stroller wheels creak against the ground,
And my boots slide along the warm pavement.
The sun shines warmly on my skin and in my eyes,
Though my sunglasses shade me from the harsh glare.
I see my house around the curve of the road.
I'm almost home, but I want to stay outside
Because, in this moment, I am at peace.
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