visible
through the midday rain
tulips bending
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summer breeze–
to a holiday house
a seagull calling
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she soars–
in the air of mountains
the eagle…cries
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lily pads
lifted by the wind
lifted by the skirts
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dodging them
should avoid the sunbeams
in Dad’s old shed
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strong winds
seagull cries
there! not here!
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in the picnic
the freckles dotting
Laurel’s nose
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in the picnic–
I never heard before
how she speaks my name
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birthday balloon
she could not know
it escapes
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seagulls
light as the air
I breathe too