Watching Kids Dive Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching Kids Dive



Again, watching children learn how to dive and having
fun doing so.

Some of the contortions that they do once they get on
the diving board make me laugh out loud.

So cute and innocent, loving life with their entire
beings, totally excited about everything they do.

Friday, July 17, 2015
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