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Skedaddle

Inside boxy abodes,

lurking wanderlust tickles.

Restive brains dream

mighty adventures seen

through open window…

Where life waits

cloaked in a warm, spring glow.

C’mon kids, flee the nest.

Skedaddle!

Outside we go!

written by kirsten curcio
written by kirsten curcio

Kirsten is a mother and wife. She has driven through the Smoky Mountains twice, survived a hurricane, and loves nature, travel, art, and photography.

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6 responses to “Skedaddle”

  1. Mike U.

    This is such a fun piece. I love the tone and the imagery. Skedaddle, indeed! 🙂

    1. Kirsten

      Thank you Mike! It’s always great being outside. 🌱

  2. scarlettcat

    Lovely

    1. Kirsten

      Thank you! 😊🍃

  3. DEVANG UPADHYAYA

    Lovely poem!!
    Keep sharing Kirsten 😃

    1. Kirsten

      Thank you so much! I will! 💫

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