ROSE SHADOWS

You see, as I sit here just
staring
At the sunlight hitting the
open door... 
Just an ordinary
moment then, nothing
exciting... 
Just an every day moment,
nothing much more..yet,

My eyes catch at shadows of
the bush blooming near
Playing patterns with
sunbeams
Not a care who might see
And so, in me rise questions
Who then
Put me here
To breathe in rose shadows
That not one else can see

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