In the afternoon, the sun is bright, spring is pleasant and the air is mild.
On the road, without the mercy the wind blows the cherry petals up.
On the lawn, the sounds of the laughter is heard and a father chases his child
The drooping shouldered man walks in the street and the gasped dog follows up.
(Org Apr. 2019, Rev. 22nd, Oct., 2023 Kinsley Lee)
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Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
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A fine write K.
I saw someone with a 'gasped dog' on a hot day. I asked the own if the dog was all right. It looked like it had been sponged down with some water to keep it cool.
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