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Jul 2015
The reflection in the stream
of the midday blue sky
the clouds peaches and cream
shadow me as I stroll on by.
The crimson clover
The Forget-Me-Not
bowls me over
Reminding me what I've got.
Flapping wings
brush by me cheek
The chalky blue butterfly brings
me happiness for the week.
And what a week it's been
I've been miserable it's true
that disappears into the green
and merges with the blue.
Written by
cheryl love
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