Chimney
Tea on the front porch.
I watch the delicate, fresh,
Lemon-green spring leaves.
Peering through, I find
A chimney across the street.
Tall, thin, red, brown brick.
Behind, large trees sway,
Enhancing the blissfulness--
Blessed...simple peace.
Warmed by memory
Unknown...I'm a child again,
Joyfully alive.
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