Under the Tree
Under the tree I lay
a river streams to my right
the grass moving and swaying
a peach falls into my hand
eating it under the shade
a friendship is born
between bark and flesh
hours pass
as sunset arrives at last
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2017
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