I’ll take the blue chair
You take the peach
And we’ll pretend
We’re at the beach.
It’s just the backyard
The grass is un-mown
The spring hasn’t sprung
Most times I’m alone.
But this time, you’re here
Beside me, once more
In your peach summer chair
The one I adore.
We’ll sit in the sun
Until the night falls
Holding hands in the dark
Until bedtime calls.

Such a nice thought. Put into words with feeling and imagination.
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