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when i write about beauty
i always have the
sunflower in mind
and the sun
and the soft winds from the evergreen mountains

i will add some chromatic butterflies
and a very beautiful morning
like some petals of
red roses

and i will also think of tiny round leaves
like drops of rain
showering
falling on
the spreading patches of glimpses
of grass

and then when everything beautiful is in their proper places
with matching colors
bright
and scents all pleasing to my senses and emotions
like to dance
with the wind and rays of the sun
when feelings are so tranquil like a very calm sea
on an early morning
when everything now is so lovely
there
then
will i invite you,

come, my friend!
come, my love!

i will be here
waiting for you
it will be beautiful indeed!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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