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Sunday Afternoon

Enjoying a sunny day in our backyard.

Cotton candy clouds Above a sea of blue umbrellas Ripples dance across the water Specks of sand shine in the sun Fish fall prey to loons and gulls But outsmart the fishing rods Couples walk, and children play While music fills the humid air Afternoon bree...

What is it?

Is it just the cold breeze?

Is it just the cold breeze Or have I lost my poetic charm I think of it like some disease That never appears but does the harmAm I lost, am I forgotten in this Noise coming from the trees Do you remember me still, tell me Tell me; I beg you, please!Should...