Mental Pictures
As the sun, came glinting through the pines,
I hearkened, to euphonies, the wind was playing.
While eavesdropping, from within my confines,
I pondered what message it might be conveying.
As I yawned, stretched and opened the blinds,
I returned to the thoughts previously weighing.
Now, my wall exhibited, Levolor sketched designs,
I hope that you’ve seen what I’ve tried portraying.
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