petrichor
each of us in our own way
to the best of our ability works hard
we meet at the end of the day
tired of words and thought and expectations
to share a bottle of wine and quietude
to bear witness to the sunset
to remark or not on the day to experience
the healing power of friendship
the healing power of nature
when it chooses to be benign and attractive
butterflies at flowers breeze on skin fragrance
of rain on dry earth compensation
more than commiserate
with the effort of our daily tasks
Words by one trick pony

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Written on 2025-05-24 at 19:56




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