Sympathy

i am happy to see you flying
freely in the skies
like you are making a painting
with the wind

go, take time with the friendly pluffy
clouds
go, be aware of the colors and scent
of the waft- winds
wait, in a moment,
watch the bursting of the sun
the birth
of a star- it is you
now
the center of this
universe

the apple
of my eyes

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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