Photographs lay scattered
On my bedspread
Reminiscing to escape
Like beautifully colored
Mismatched shoes
A Spring breeze
A glass of iced tea
Wondering’ where
The days
Went off to
Purple pale violets
Blow sugar and free
Turning me calm
Life’s a peach
Just a little sour
But it's needed
To be let in
My barefoot feet
On wispy grass
That smells like
The renewal
I crave
Still wiping
The sleep from my eyes
Trying to find
My place
With the
Rising sun
Sarah Mahina Calvello
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