Thursday, June 26, 2025

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 Next sunrise, there he was

Bending through the morning wafts

Of breezes scullying through

Fronds of banana and papaya

Plants stationed to his garden


Over seconds he would speak

We meet again like new clouds

Mapping an unburdened sky

No coincidence of mine more like

A universe hurl of broken planets


Then suddenly like a mountain sweet

As petrichor after the rain

He says in the most tender way

Let's be friends

I felt like a rocket launched

© gillena cox 2025


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7 comments:

  1. GraceJune 26, 2025 at 8:19 PM

    What a beautiful story of friendship. Love specially the ending lines. Have a good summer break.

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  2. Gillena CoxJune 26, 2025 at 8:41 PM

    Thanks for dropping by Grace

    Much♡love

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  3. Dwight L. RothJune 26, 2025 at 9:23 PM

    Very nice, Gillena. Togetherness does bring us closer!

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  4. Gillena CoxJune 26, 2025 at 9:37 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Dwight

    Much♡love

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  5. judydykstrabrown.comJune 27, 2025 at 12:26 AM

    Love your last line.

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  6. Gillena CoxJune 27, 2025 at 1:32 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Judy

    Much♡love

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  7. DiJune 27, 2025 at 3:37 AM

    A lovely poem about friendship, love the descriptions. :)

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