Crossroads College Preparatory School
City of St. Louis, Missouri

we run from the water, shivering in the breeze
then jump on the trampoline
white flowers fly everywhere
scattered across the tree above
climb up the vibrant pink slide and over the side
right under the delicate, bell-like flowers
we smell them––fresh as grass after rain
we are towering but we can finally reach them
so we reach up and pick a few
I glance at my friends and we pull the ends off at the same time
it’s sweet, like a childhood memory