Yesterday
Another sunrise,
another beauty flies.
Going about the Sunday business of living.
Glints of delight
and a savory bite
for the wanderers, ripe for the giving.
Flowers stand tall
as the raindrops fall
quenching the thirst of the earth.
Remnants and views,
wonders and news,
Moments of reverie for soul’s rebirth.
The sun tires of play
at end of the day
driving large and small to seek repose.
Yesterday, as today
and every other day
was as perfect as any of those
gone before.
Sorry everyone. I have tried and tried to put the video screen in but all it will upload for me is the link. sigh…
Tropical Affair 
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