I will be your cluster of enjoyment, free,
every colorful gradient of me,
it’s yours, if you’ll offer the same.
You can even have my last name,
as we pounce on puddle’s hearts in the rain.
We can perch on dry hay bails,
and laugh at all our epic life fails,
for I’m reminded that it all happened for some mysterious reason,
through every given weathering season.
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Lovely. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Beautifully done, my friend! Cluster of enjoyment.. and … laugh at our epic life fails. There is a rhythm and musical quality to it.💕💕
Love the idea of "pouncing on puddle's hearts in the rain"—it’s such a whimsical, love-soaked visual. A charming ode to sharing everything, even the laughs at life’s little mess-ups! ✨🙂
Fabulous work!
Love it 😁 that picture is epic too! Wow... I'm inspired now 😊