old monk
spouts ancient wisdom
a burst of laughter
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sunny afternoons
tall and thin
lovely shadow
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falling to pieces
stone to gravel
pet rock bites the dust
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dandelion puffs
gracefully riding the wind
knowing not of weeds
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august moon sparkles
sleepy mind in half-dream
butterflies sip tea
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snowflakes in sunshine
swift comes the end
the shape of water
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standard brand loser
no reason for happiness
am anyway, Ha!
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a shift in the wind
an old hound sniffs the air
decisions are made
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Comments
hello,
I will call it observations and bits of wisdom.
always, Cat
hello Cat
thank you for taking the time to comment. I really appreciate that (even though my reply is very late in coming)