Scent of summertime
11 April 2020
Run along
The pathways stretch out
Conjoining
Pink flowers
They border the green hedges
Where axe drove the wedges
Clear cutting
Woodcutters at work
Loosen limbs
Off the trees
Swaying under springtime breeze
They offer blossoms
I inhale
Scent of summertime
Hidden deep
In the grass
When the springtime bloom will pass
Uncover morrows
Reading of the poem:
Cibelle – Minha Neguinha
Hello dear Geetha. I enjoyed your work today. I hope you are doing well. Be careful and be safe my friend.
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Thank you John. I am well and hope you are too. Stay safe too my friend and be well!
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