Describe sitting on this bench.
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I sit on the bench and wallow in the beauty of orange. The crunch of leaves and the crisp air fill my ears and lungs with sensory satisfaction. And just when I think I could not be anymore content, I gaze up at the bossy Blue Jay and smile.
I sit on this bench and I wallow in the beauty of orange. The crunch of the leaves and the crispness of the air fill my ears and lungs with enjoyment. And just when I think I cannot be any happier, I glance up at the joyful bossy Blue Jay and smile.
Sitting among the colors. Thinking of the many colors of life and the colors that make people’s personalities. Simple. complicated. Stunning. outraged. People. Colors. Life.
Beautiful. Makes me miss Ontario.
I sit on the bench and wallow in the beauty of orange. The crunch of leaves and the crisp air fill my ears and lungs with sensory satisfaction. And just when I think I could not be anymore content, I gaze up at the bossy Blue Jay and smile.
I sit on this bench and I wallow in the beauty of orange. The crunch of the leaves and the crispness of the air fill my ears and lungs with enjoyment. And just when I think I cannot be any happier, I glance up at the joyful bossy Blue Jay and smile.
Sitting among the colors. Thinking of the many colors of life and the colors that make people’s personalities. Simple. complicated. Stunning. outraged. People. Colors. Life.
I like your thought thread!
Thank You! My poetry is off the normal path. lol.