Precious moments
reflect Hawaii’s leisurely pace
fade in and out on a cerulean zephyr
and sandy walks in Kailua
imperceptible as they light in our footprints
marching to a German cadence
and settle at last on love’s single red rose
so sweetly presented.
New York minutes
vividly unfold as pages in a prized book.
Healing moments inhaled and exhaled
with family
while strolling country hills
retracing past lives
outlining a memoir’s flawed pattern
and pausing for a moment to capture
as brazen deer
feed on emerald lawns
and toast the amber dew.
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