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A SUMMER DAY, a poem by Peter Coryell Gould, USA

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A SUMMER DAY


Pure turquoise water rushes down the wild stream .
Effortlessly flowing over rocks, and cascading down a mossy waterfall of beauty.
The weeping willows drink from the sweet brook.

Scorching sun rays seap through the openings in the leaves connected to the willow's embracing arms, vibrant colors of orange, red, and green, unite to make a translucent shield over the water, as it shimmers from the sunlight.

Peaceful sounds of singing birds and the deep
bellowing of croaking bullfrogs echo over the calm water. Flowering lilies and and yellow hibiscus hide the hungry fish from the soaring birds in the clear sky above.
Snapping turtles retreat from the heat in their solid exterior, while birds swoop through the sky without a care.

On a perfect day, a magnificent reflection with no imperfections can be seen. No impurities, just resolute clarity. An unpleasant sound erupts in the back of my mind. Springing up from my wonderful dream a broken
mirror lies in pieces next to me. Looking into the jagged reality of my life.
No perfect reflection remains, only shards of confusion.

As I pick up the pieces, I wonder if one day, my broken wings will mend. Hoping for the chance to fly freely once again.

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