Cloudy cold misty day
Won’t take my breath away
Still I am fine, morning is mine
aiming to put worries aside
gaming to get some time by the side
to walk my walk, and talk my talk
Plays are far, I am not the star
no audience to please
Just take in, release
bit fresh and clear, morning air
to watch people go by,
some beautiful faces, spaces
Some cute dogs, logs
This what I call a divine call
a lazy, hazy, morning stroll

Magnifique poésie bravo !
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Merci beaucoup Madame 🙂
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Appelez moi zingara voyons 😀
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D’accord Zingara 🙂
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Cute poem. Love it.
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Thank you 🙂
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Really nice picture!
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Thank you 🙂
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Lovely poem…:)
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome…nice to meet you.
What should I call you, then?
Just call me Nono.
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AB here- actually I like Bambang more, have a friend with the same name, Nono can work as well, love Bali, enjoy Jakarta. Terima kasih 🙂
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Hahahaha…
You may call me whichever. Nono or Bambang..coz as you know, there’re millions of Bambang here.
Sama-sama…:)
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🙂
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Even in my own family, my dad, my uncles and even my in laws have got ‘Bambang’ as their name.
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I assume Nono would have quite a few puns attached to it 🙂 I hope you don’t mind my jest… what are you going to say at your wedding ceremony Nono? 🙂 are you being promoted Nono 🙂 Are you coming Nono 🙂
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Hahahahahaha……you’re joking.
Sometimes, my friends call me with No-No…or Yes-Yes..
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Reblogged this on Journey Of A Nifty Day Trader.
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You’re the star , sir
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Many many thanks Abdol.
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Wonderful words and image they create!
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Many thanks for your wonderful comment Sue 🙂
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What a lovely Sunday verse!
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Thank you so much 😀
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Lovely!
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