A kiss, hug or we cuddle, mean so much to me, especially as they’re free
No price for sunrise or sunset fresh from God’s palette
Mother Gaia gives all her gifts and fruits free, how do we repay?
I watched them turn to dust, broken now no more than rust.
Like a show repeated, stolen from me and how I feel cheated.
In waking times they haunt me still, I want to banish them I’ve had my fill.
40 words
47 syllables.
Secrets plans and preparations, go against the grain.
It’s high summer and nature is guest of honour, and host.
Celebrate life, music in rivers and skies and food in the field. Blossom and grow.
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