The April sun comes quietly
a dusting of flower blooms on my deck
The fountain turns over and I stand it up
a Grecian urn not forgotten
The lattice lounge chair waiting for Picchu to return
I type these lines
as a I should be exercising
I press a button and get a nutritious drink
Its red, the color of strawberries
I think that nothing will take away this moment
and for thee
I wish you the same
So quietly the April sun shines
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