Images' - dedicated to each friend
The soft breeze nibbles at the leaves
The wind swooshes around them,
whips them, no hurt intended
The drizzle tickles them deliciously
The pouring rain strikes them,
prepares them for rough times
The still air lets them be
while the sun pours and pours
its light and heat
And I watch their changing fate,
with abstracted distance sometimes,
with empathy sometimes
Then cache these images
in a safe corner of my mind,
to be revived
for ennui-discolored moments
or moments that drone
If you find these images
precious,
my friend,
come visit
And I will put them
on display,
just for you
Do believe
It's true
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