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Passion fruit vine
A deep blue in the shroud of nostalgia
Had laid garland around the chain-link fence
Once again emitting the fine aroma
Percolating through the leaves green and dense
Dangling greenish balls of fruit sweet and tart
An array of nature’s beauty and art
With an exquisite and winsome glamour
Display of a masterful conjuror
A thought pervades my mind that soon summer
Will announce an end. Shroud will be replaced
By a cold white sheet of snow in winter
And ardor of summer will be displaced
There is no such thing as permanence in
The nature only faint hope and your grin
© 2021 Aman