Friday, October 11, 2024
Huddle by the tree bushes
we've sun a lot today you see.
you know the feeling.
a bright run worth every ray.
warms like an arm on your shoulder.
when all is quiet
this is our kind of day.
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3 comments:
Molto bello!
Thanks Roberto
I like this poem, too. I can feel the sun with this line, "warms like an arm on your shoulder."
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