Be Happy While You Can
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The peaceful quiet of the realm was still.
We had reached the summit of the hill.
The sun beating down on us in all its bright,
Adepts were relieved under the cloak of midnight.
We toured lush meadows and valleys.
Explore all the scenic canyons and hilly alleys.
Watch your horn and do what you wish.
Fairy butterflies are flying in the dawn swish.
Wandering all over, scattering magic dust.
Transformed into a flock of butterflies.
Glide the graceful silk gossamer flies.
Danced around the flowers in the gust.
Various shades of all the colors of the rainbow
Yellow, plum, green, titian, and blue.
I consider them as little creations of God, too.
All those features are aesthetic in their glow.
When I grasp myself in the mirror, I am shocked.
However, this blunt decay is unlocked.
an estimated stream of wisdom or abundance.
Unconsciously, resolve personal reluctance
First, it was fun to joke around and earn hope.
Remember the plans we made together?
Laugh off anything that could lead to a tether.
disappointed with the misplaced scope.
Written: December 25, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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