Something nice...not really my thing...um...I turn 36 next month. Best I can do.
I wrote this yesterday, not my normal thing I write:
in beautiful array of sunshine
deep beneath wave of clouds
parting between seas gently swaying
upon the laughter of children
making sand castles on the beach
the moon envious of the stars
breaking through the blue sky
enchanting to the music playing
on the phonograph echoed
of Tchaikovsky in aura'd ballet
David Garrett Arnold
May 29 2013
Written off some French painting; forget by who.