Yu-ting H. Islands On A Sunday AfternoonI. The sun beaming down on the island of la Grande Jatte, The wind blowing on the sail, The sail guiding the boat, The boat gliding through the waters of the Seine. The waters of the Seine reflecting the beauty of Paris.
II. The people hiding under their umbrella and hats, Avoiding the harshness of the sun. And the roughness of their life. Each individual with their own stories and lives rest beneath the trees. On the island that provides shade and comfort to their troubles.
III. Two young ladies enjoyed their afternoon sitting on the warm grass, They’ve come together to enjoy the sun. Though soon both of them have drifted off into their own little island of thought. One staring off and reflecting the wonders of growing up. The other staring at her bouquet of daisies: wishing she was a child again.
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