Somewhere out by the park, where the birds gather and the squirrels jump and scuttle around. There is a soul searching for his smile, perhaps from a memory or inspired by a child. Somewhere across the grassy expanse, there are children playing and adults complaining about one thing or another. A lake is hidden behind a lineup of elms, birches and oaks, some benches and loose memories blowing with the wind. A young lady with blonde hair is singing a song while several birds try and learn the tune. Suddenly, too quickly, the sun sets and the evening falls with no moon. Somewhere in time... Somewhere... #poets #poetsofinstagram #Brooklyn #somewhere #memories #writersofinstagram #writingcommunityofinstagram #mayday #freddyzaltaInstagram

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