The clock reached 9am and it was time to go,
where that is, I do not know,
an ice cream on the beach with a chocolate flake,
as the tide rolls in
a beautiful painting this would make,
maybe a garden with a towering oak,
beside that a still pond – a frog will croak,
a sunflower field – being surrounded by yellow,
a roaring bonfire – to toast a marshmallow,
a setting of beauty – the fall of autumnal leaves,
a vision of wonderland – to how I perceive,
the taste of a crunchy apple or a sugar sweet pear,
wherever it is I may go,
Thistlecrack take me there.
Beautiful ❤
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Thank you so much x
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loving this one!
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Thank you!
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