by Dennis Czyzewski
My Lungs taken
the beautiful summer air,
tenderly summer wind is
caressing my hair.
Everywhere
I can see flowers,
which have
a lot of different colours.
Red, White, Yellow, Blue.
How nice
It’s truly a Shower of Colours
for my eyes.
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