Swaying Nature
tight path reach an end
half the bay gets lost in haze
will sun ever shine?
dandelion wrecked
drifts at the kitchen window
pleasant southern wind
withered apple core
sits in a vacant park place
shifting brown to black
Written: May 15, 2023
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