Swaying On a Gypsy Wind
Within a lush verdant meadow
there meanders a docile stream
where wildflowers profusely bloom
beneath the warm breath of the sun.
They sway on whispers of a gypsy wind
as it gently drifts across this Elysian field.
March 5, 2022
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