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On The World’s To-Do List, Paint A Watercolor Is Already Crossed Off

one cardinal
flies a mad dash
across the rain-soaked sky
layers himself over
the damp green trees

his body brushes
bright shouts of red
which wakes up
the whole picture

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  1. Nature always wins the prize for her beautiful water colors, doesn’t she? You’ve done mighty fine, too.

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