I’m here sitting in my office
But nobody notices
I’m actually sleeping on the grass
Beneath a tree
In an idle summer afternoon
When time feels heavy
Memory-loaded
Suspended
In the blue sky
The sun plays peekaboo
In the eyes of the little baby girl
Rocking gently in her cradle of
Two ropes stretched between two tree trunks
And a folded thick blanket
Lullabied with the warm chat of friends
By the stream
Somewhere
Sometime.
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