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Just Another Day
It is nearing midday, and the town is alive. Overhead, there is a clear, electric blue sky, Dotted with innocent puffy floating clouds. Not unexpectedly, the winter is cooperating, And a middling meandering February day, Has ushered in a surprising spring warmth. The artists at the Town Square draw a crowd, There are palettes, tall easels and tall stories, All mixing with the warm pastel colors of life. We’re transfixed by the beauty of blended hues, Bursts of color that spill out and melt together, Under the apex of a giant burning yellow sun. A good part of daylight still stretches out ahead, As we traverse the winding path to Brownwood. There is a clockwork feel to the farmers market, A comforting, homey and dependable sameness, Another crowd and more smiling faces to behold, Another way to connect in a single shared world. At days end, our whiling takes us further south, And we find a postcard dusk at Sawgrass Grove, With a fiery orange sun falling in the western sky, And patrons all wrapped around the boxcar stage. Soon enough, countless stars string the darkness, And I am lifted by the music and life’s rising aura.
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