Monday, September 5, 2016



The air is sweet
and the sun is warm
green leaves
peach blooms
and branches adorned

There's a warmth sweeping softly
through the breeze
and the only things around me are
birdsongs and trees

A look to the left
the sun sets in the sky
above me is amber
as leaves start to die

The sky is pale blue
the clouds grey and cream
how happy I am
this isn't a dream.


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