the unfinished “Happy Hour”

to drive along

those winding roads

where loveliness

stills stands,

in small retreat

of greater worlds

hearts held

in loving hands,

sweet mention at

each willow tree

and walks

in green beyond..

where sunlight waved,

in perfect cloud

with books hidden

by pond…








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