Sunday, July 3, 2022
Sunny Sunday,
Some cloud sheep,
White and wooly,
Grazing the sky,
On fields of pure blue.
Sit under a bright red umbrella,
Feeling Rome’s beating heart,
in syncopation with mine
and with jazz,
Providing a tri…
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