All deflated by the spitting
Heads bowed, hopes quashed
Walking slowly, through the sand
Hoping the spots would seize
Still upset, an abrupt end
Walked through the sand
Friends slow down
Searching for lunchboxes
Shouting back to friends,
“We are coming!”
Still drizzling increased,
Jostling enjoyed by a few
Spotted faces of glasses
Time to move faster
Groups tore apart
Careful not to run
Slippery floors
Shiny from afar
Time to climb up
Abrupt end of break
Lost minutes of play
Irreplaceable
But nature has its way.
GIFTS 
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