THE DEAD'S PLAYGROUND

THE DEAD’S PLAYGROUND

The Dead have taken over the playground,

where children once played.

The Dead wander

past the still swings

and empty slides.

Echoes follow in their path.

Of voices long gone.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE CARNIVAL

The carnival calls to me.

Sounds of laughter

float to me in the distance.

I want to be there.

I want to be a child again

for one afternoon.

Go back in time when

life was enjoyed to its fullest.

I will dip my toes in the sand

and run to the carnival.

I will buy cotton candy and

eat it with sticky fingers.

I will ride the ferris wheel

until I am dizzy from the height.

Children are running to the rides.

I am one of them.

For this afternoon,

I am one of them.