A cloud floats by in
The blue summer sky, a boat
On the eastern breeze.
A bird flits by in
The bright summer sun, singing
A beautiful song.
I watch from atop
A green grassy hill, basking
In the peaceful day.
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Published by Kay Kauffman
A geek to the core, I reside in the midst of an Iowa cornfield with my husband and four children. When I'm not chasing the kids every which way but loose, you can find me penning fantastical tales of great heroism and twue wuv...and possibly procrastinating online.
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