#Poem Count Flowers in your Garden

I pitch my tent
count flowers in your garden
you make me welcome
I think

At sunset and sunrise
I look at shadows
watch reflections, insects, birds
ignore the whole picture

My rucksack is light
but my legs are sore
On the climb, I remember
the foot-slips and stumbles

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