Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
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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