Tuesday, July 9, 2024

" Petals"

 Petals # √

Bright petals of the day are strewn across my winding path

So, step and pick them up, just once, and smell the season's laugh

And, as I wander through this life, I pick the petals more

For there, alone, is where the life is on the path to soar


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