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Girls in a Picture

Light Free Nature flowers

A peaceful sense of well-being

As the water ebbs and flows

By a quiet creek

Sunlight slips away peacefully

And meek

You can almost feel the breeze

So warm and sweet

Water lapped on gray rocks

Ducks swim near the dock

A girl any minute going to

Lift her fan and use it.

Old and very rustic

You can almost feel how warm

It is

The way she’s got her head back

And yes, she’s too warm

Any minute she’s going to fan

Her face and neck.

Where Poetry Dwells

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