a lazy day
OH… WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY
AS TIME SWIFTLY PASSES AWAY.
I COUNT THE CLOUDS FLOAT ON BY
AS THEY CREATE IMAGES IN THE SKY.
I LAY IN THE GRASS
AS IF THERE’S NOTHING TO DO
PONDERING, WONDERING AND PROCRASTINATING TOO.
THE SMELL OF SUMMER TANTALIZE MY NOSE
THE RAYS FROM THE SUN HEAVENS GLOW
BEAMING DOWN UPON MY FACE
A LOVING, WARM, RADIENT EMBRACE.
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