So I walked around for less time than normal. The skies were cloudy and the wind was cool but the warmth of my black-colored vest made me hot!
I see lots of dandelions – so yellow and fierce. Even one very stunted flower was surviving near the sidewalk. I wanted to take it home with me. I imagine these flowers as lions – sitting and waiting for bumblebees to come by for nectar drinks.
“Roar! Roar!” said the dandelions.
“Buzz! Buzz!” said the bumblebees.
I see a couple of tall flowering plants of dainty purple color. I wanted to take those home, too. But the construction people won’t have it any other way. They too will pass just I as walk on by them – a memory, just like the squashed spider on the sidewalk and ovoid-shaped insects of gray and red colors making out for the past couple of days.
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