Clara Scott

(Los Angeles, California, USA)

Lush Is My Greenery

The sky displayed its bluest blue.
Dreamy clouds attuned to the clue;
Schemed for inclusion too.
So they assumed a wide, white smile;
Enabling snowflakes to cascade while,
Amazed people stared at the sky.
Questioned each other:
Asking "Why snow in July?"
Mister Sun with a jealous reason,

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