Wonder days: sun, roses, cronies, naps. ;-)))
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A Moment at Gazebo
Sun-spilt bone warmth
enrobes Central Park gazebo;
black walnut benches
nest nodding, knowing souls.
Encamped nubile rose tribe
lifts rapt accordant attention
and face eleventh-hour zenith.
Copyright © Wayne Kingston | Year Posted 2018
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