Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, April 06, 2020

Daydream





Outside my kitchen window
the Carolina wren sings,
perched upon a branch
prepares to go about nest
building.

With the sun shining bright and
the peach blossoms in bloom,
I find myself daydreaming
just to be there beside you.

It could be the season
or the moment in a day,
but the happiness I feel
will never fade away.

Outside my kitchen window
the Carolina wren sings,
perched upon a branch
prepares to go about nest
building.

Little signs of spring
are everywhere I turn,
like a page in a book
the season writes the words.


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