Prelude >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan
Prelude >>>
wind is wet on my face
my pants push my knees
clouds has landed early
kissing trees so pretty
I heard sound up in sky
planes are coming, sigh
they are spraying again
for what reason mystery
I am feeling well today
my work is a walk away
here I regroup, seashore
remembering what's before
threading minds, solitude
growing, building attitude
before start daily routine
to feed empty minds grain
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5/2/2024 12:23:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The beautiful prelude assures an equally beautiful and meaningful core duties of the day discharged with fondness. Thanks for sharing.10 points.