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Aug 2021
A Walk in the park...
It is a beautiful afternoon...
The sunset is coming...
The river looks as if it was made of gold and emeralds...
Such are the colors it has...
With the trees reflected and the sun rays..
The Ducks and the Geese feel just at home...
Swimming in the multi color waters...
The flowers bending delicately...
As if following the sunlight...
And allowing the warm breeze to caress their petals...
It is so beautiful...
I could just swear the flowers are smiling to me...
Or whispering...
I am not sure...
Maybe they are asking me to write this message...
For the most beautiful girl out there to read...
Or to tell her to come and visit the park...
The flowers would be happy to see their reflection on those beautiful eyes...
And be greeted by that radiant smile...
I wonder if I am some sort of a flower then...
Your eyes and smile seem to have the same effect on me...
A poet in Paradise
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