In the thrill of afternoon I sit, lost in daytime's colorful abstraction,
And garden blooms sway in the wind, giving passersby satisfaction.
Lost in deep musing and memory as I am, and they are all fragrant,
It's a wonder I notice billowy clouds above, but they are all vagrant.
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"Urgent work can wait//Until I catch the perfect moments of time"… lovely painting of the nature's beauty and man's intense belonging with it… 5 *s…
Thank you very much for your kind words of esteem.