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Shakespearean Sonnet: "Window View"
To see the world with eyes so fresh and new,
I look upon my life in late-day rest
and take great pains to find through panes a view,
not just of sunlight, but of thoughts quite blest.
The car and mower sit on concrete still.
Our yard tools stand erect and ready now.
Mimosa waits for leaves and blooms to fill
its growing stature for each weeping bow.
The latticework between the sections lifts
the drying rug of cheery colors sweet.
The daughter dancing 'round in wondrous gifts
makes ready for the play performance meets.
Though smudges may bedim this life I see,
imagination clears, and sights do free.
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