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All my images - including base, evolutions and final results - and poetry are prohibited from commercial use.
Dedicated to Cyboss!
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** Delightful April **
The flamboyant tall man
bathed in spring’s playful sun,
a whistle on his lips,
the rhythm of a younger time
stirring deep within.
The hat, loose-brimmed,
casts no shadow on his eyes;
they glint with memory,
mischief fondly cherished
in the folds of his past.
He remembers the days—
him and his mates,
laughter spilling behind them
as they teased the girls.
Oh, the joy of it!
Now here he strolls, older,
the mischievous spark still alive,
fanned by the warmth of spring.
Confident, unhurried,
he plots his next prank.
Will she fall for it this time?
She knows him better now;
her guard raised,
which only sharpens his fun.
Lately, he’s behaved himself—
the silence now his stage—
and he knows it works to his advantage.
Oh, delightful April!
With love, © Aífe