Recalling days when
I lay in the grass
Green and springtime soft
My pants damp already from the ground beneath
Soft and snuggled into a ball
Ellie lays nearby
My eyes watching branches gesture in the sky.
Blue
clouds
There’s nothing like it. I can almost smell the air. Can you?
Jaci Musec
@jacimusec.bsky.social
Artist. Poet. Songwriter. Friend. 🫶🏻
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