The sun came and come to
the sky high and sigh
outrageously and warmth,
it give the power of
mankind, the moment was
when the sun is kicking
in warmly and wild, the
wind the air the breeze, it
zoom gracefully and gentle
like a simple leaf or
amazing feather, it grabs
your heart, it grabs your
love, it grabs your spirit
and soul, to be younger
and stronger either way,
this peaceful laugh up
high and highest to the
blueberry sky, let it
shine, let it shine how
much beauty into the whole
spice up world of colors
like yellow and
gold, make it brighter
then that, imagine of a warm
touchy sun onto a
fascinated smile or young
beloved face, how soft
tender moist, very clean and
decent and modern of touch
Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-29-15
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