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| | | | | It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee | |
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| | | | | water memories come to shore sunlight danced on the waves galore sand squelched between my chubby toes water sprayed on my freckled nose, I couldn't ask for more sandcastle shapes from buckets pour a day at the beach was no chore parade all day in swimming clothes, memories come to shore hanging from the dock... | |
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| | | | | Bubbles floating freely up to the sky, memories spiraling gently under the sky.Chilly morning calm breaks into sun's delight,as cumulus, cotton-ball clouds play in the sky.Warmth hovers in the atmosphere, its glowing love,as cerulean calm paints its melody on the sky. Daylight in dance, a playful canvas for loved ones:a home for buzzing bees and... | |
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| | | Image credit; Joice Kelly @ Unsplash For this week's #WDYS #WHATDOYOUSEE Poetry Image Prompt Sadje has provided us with the *image above which shows a man carrying two young children. One is sitting on his shoulder while he is carrying the other in his arms. The children and the father appear to be in a... | ||