Pandemic in Los Angeles: Day 3

The serenity of the birds saluting a new Spring. Fresh solar rays on my skin.

The chimes of the ice cream truck, how much like a lullaby it rings.

It could be just any other day in the world, if not for a quarantine.

Still I love to hear it sing,

That song that I commit to.



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Born and raised in the Los. Los Cuentos. J.T.

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