The sun shine warms my skin through my sweat shirt.
The mud squishes into my socks, turning them brown, as walk
through the grass.
The Killdeer annoyingly squawks as my dog tries to chase it.
Wind tangles my hair all around my face.
I smell the yellow-green grass trying to regrow.
My dog races me to get to the Frisbee first.
The Robins peck the ground in search for a worm.
Mud becomes caked on the bottom of my pant leg.
The grass looks disgusting from being covered by the snow
for so long.
A gush of wind whips the Frisbee sideways.
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