Short April 1st Walk

Smiling while listening to the plurbling, blurbling stream

winding gently below me on the metal, see-through bridge

Looking up to the left as a black crow yaw-caws its

way over the field of faded golden cornstalks

Glancing to the right, suddenly noticing the hefty rain clouds

flying, swooping over fields and villages…towards me


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