#*Candy floss clouds merrily
Twirled in the clear blue sky
The sun knew its rays were best dressed,
golden yellow
Beneath
Above the trees, flew some birds
They chirped twittered and whistled
To each their own
As luxuriant flower beds
Welcomed, fluttering butterflies*#
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 2:30 PM UTC
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