bluebird petals and
yolky fluffed blossoms
and small smooth stones set to sail in the sway of her apron pocket
while stamens whisper to her in fluttering bumble bee breezes
about brunches and dew drops
and peace which cascades along warm ripples of honey
upon her sunlit hair
no worries, no hurries,
no need
to ever go back…
Lovely.
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