Monday, March 5, 2018

The Perfect Day



The Perfect Day

The day was perfect
There were just a few clouds
Fluffy and white
Like balls of cotton floating above
Warm breezes swirl around
Carrying the smell of fresh cut grass
So, kick off your shoes and relax
It is just the right time
To lie in an open field
Open a book

And take a trip into another life

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