Staring at the sky
Alone with a presence...
Fresh air,
Just born,
Caressing sunbeams,
Perfect morn.
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Lying low
Mother and daughter...
Artificial wind,
Soft croons,
Shady sun,
Perfect noons.
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Roaming around
A solitary figure...
Whispering wind,
Rustling leaves,
Silvery moon,
Perfect eves.
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Sitting around
With a partner to share with...
Cool breeze,
Bright lights,
Full moon,
Perfect nights.
The first poem I've written.