Hammock

Daily Poetry

A lazy day with its summer breeze,
kiss the flesh as I rock back and forth.
Mingle with the warmth of the bright bulb and let us be good friends.

Your delicate sway of the old towers of bark and brush,
singing of the colorful birds
in melody with the chimes
creates a serene tune.

I pray this moment to be eternal,
but duties plague me still.
Nevertheless, I shall fully embrace every waking moment
of your peaceful therapy.

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