Far, Far Away

 Far, Far Away


A brook flows vividly through my memory

While I munch a sprig of mint

Beside my favorite waterfall

For me it is like a breath of fresh air

Near in my reverie, but far, far away in reality

As a blizzard of ice and snow approaches


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