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Swirly skied sunrise and sunset

Paired with a hot tea

And a mix in my mind of Monet, Debussy, Rousseau, and Ravel

And a dress that brushes the grass while I walk in a paradise of Spanish moss, dockside

And a basket of books and pens for journaling and lyrical thoughts

And a trio of chicadees giggling in the pines

And a bowl of berries

It’s missing just a few things


It’s a little bit of a dream