A Beautiful Day
Hurricane season has just begun.
It's presently 137PM on a warm late
Spring Saturday afternoon; And the
Summer season will begin soon.
Only time will tell what lies ahead.
But presently, I can tell you what's above
my head. There is a canopy of blue skies
and a myriad of beautiful white clouds.
And I can also tell you that I am encircled
by a sea of trees, beans, and corn; all
painted green.
Six hours later, it's 735PM, and the setting sun
is rapidly fading out of view, leaving a mass
of captivating blue clouds.
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Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2023
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