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#Paint-Chip Poem: When I’m Old

Sadje’s What do you See? #47

Delicate fuzzy memories like a watercolor piece
Verdant fields juxtaposed by cumulonimbus-filled skies
Traveling abroad and delighting in the spice market

Exploring exotic recipes. Enjoying simple pleasures.

Wax drips along the antique brass candle holder
Re-reading tales of a wild Huckleberry Finn by candlelight
The grass is always greener where I water it

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Hello everyone! I'm a technical writer by day, creative writer by night. I have a wild imagination yearning for more in life. I'm fascinated by many subjects that have developed into a sort of mental and physical wanderlust that ultimately leads me to experience a variety of cultural shocks. Welcome to my journey and looking forward to reading your blogs!

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