Sometimes it’s ok to miss
On the sidewalk,
the sun bright in the sky.
Watching the chefs scurry around their truck,
the sweet smell of their handiwork wafting from within.
A gust of wind sweeps through the trees,
sending a swirl of blossoms through the air.
Rising up.. up into the blue,
then slowly.. gently down all around.
I had my camera around my neck, assuredly.
But sometimes it’s ok to miss.
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