The pond was clear.
Frogs and fish and
Sunlight dancing on the raft
Where we all floated
Content to let the light kiss our shoulders and
The breeze do our hair
And the butterflies came
To sing to us and land
On our feet
And remind us that even when
Merciless Time calls
We are still laughing at the pond
Somewhere in eternity
Goodbye, August
2 months ago
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