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May 2020
We ventured out
The grass so green
The sun so hot
And flowers a dream

The gentle walk
Towards a scene
As we gasp
It’s like a dream

A lake so wide
Yet calm
As boats bob up and down
Freely in the water
Awaiting their master

The ducks floating
Like magic
Drifting along
With a paddle underneath

Who knows what their thinking
Is it time to eat

Time drifts by
Like floating driftwood
calmness
And beauty
Like no other

How lucky
We are
Written by
Sheila Stafford
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