Simplicity In Sunday'sA Poem by Earthy Mumma SoulSitting here eating my strawberry ice cream, enjoying it's coldness on my soft lips Watching the wind blow through my window, against the cotton drape somehow it feels like i'm being spoken to, gentle winds soothing my souls It's a Sunday so everything has a nice quiet feel to it, which I like very much i'm resting and have an inner smile body softens It's warm but cloudy, which I don't mind at all sun breaking out on occasion then passing behind some cloud again My belly rumbled and grumbled just then was it saying thank you for the ice - cream ? I smile to myself, eyes light up The neighbor has just got in, can hear muffled voices, maybe a friend has come for tea and cake the wind blows a big gust though the window, makes eyes look over feel invited Cats are sleeping in the bedroom, after a little play in the garden they just love to chase butterflies and grasshoppers they just can't help themselves really makes me smile Soon I will have a little nap rest my eyes for a while... "yawns peacefully"
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