Garden Peace

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I walk in the garden

I know not why

I simply awoke here

beneath the sky

The flowers are silent

yet vivid with hue

A bee hums through blossoms

Leaves shimmer with dew

Birdsong in chorus

heralds stilled joy

and, for one fleeting moment,

I relive a boy


Just scratching where it itches!

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