Fragrant air, a sweet embrace
as shadows lengthen on the ground;
a playful chase: the leaves and wind,
between the branches, ’round and ’round.
I wonder who will win!
Musings, poetry, fiction, and didactic prose.
Fragrant air, a sweet embrace
as shadows lengthen on the ground;
a playful chase: the leaves and wind,
between the branches, ’round and ’round.
I wonder who will win!
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