Most Welcome Cool Breeze
Gentle is the touch of breeze that makes its way
Through during the evening in these hot days.
I sit in a web chair under the big oak's gaze,
Listening to the mockingbirds sing; giving praise.
Leaves streamlet soft light, dappled plays
on my lap, and dormant grass; rain we pray.
Like a butterfly in a maze of scent, my mind strays
To the day occurrence and memories, it displays.
7/5/2022
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