When, Wildflowers came to my rescue. . My existence Sings to me, A lullaby of Bliss and dreams. All the tenderness, Fades away, With a promise of Love, And a story of Lost rhythm. . As you rain On my olive garden, And my flowers wilt, How does it feel When your socks are wet? . That was the day, When I felt happy, When I found myself, In my beach hat, Looking for blueberries, In my basket of dreams. . I learn to embrace This transient fall, The transient highs, And the transient lows. . My puzzle Stays a lifetime, With me. My puzzle lives with me, Radiating warmth, Stagnating my mind, With ice blankets. Painting my eyes, A heavy brown. . Eyelashes flutter, I see you. . -Monali.
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