(Source: travel-story)
The sun peeks through
a canopy of leaves.
A blanket of flowers
covers and protects me.
They shelter me with
their petals of pink.
Sheets of softest green
touch my skin.
The perfect spot for the weary.
A CANOPY
The sun peeks through
a canopy of leaves.
A blanket of flowers
covers and protects me.
They shelter me with
their petals of pink.
Sheets of softest green
touch my skin.
The perfect spot for the weary.
SUSANNE LEIST 
Beautiful!
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Thank you.
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