The patio has reopened again
And I choose now to laze in the sun
Crafting works with words, as long as the word works
(Yes, this is my measure of fun)
This ceaseless breeze enacts quite a tease
Flapping pages here back and forth
Though by strange design, the directions combine
First west-east, then south-north
The strong sunlight here burns on my skin over time
Yet my hour is only 3/4ths gone
I suppose I’ll return before I find my skin burned
And let this work day carry on.
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