Sound Poem

Everything is quiet, and I can hear everything.

The wind swimming through my hair.

Keys rattling means we’re going on a road trip!

Ahh! Someone yells! Reunited with my bestie!

Thumps of all those shoes passing, jingle of the keys.

Tired of running, feet slowly falling behind. It seems as if my breath has enveloped my body.

Then, there is silence.