Red, yellow, blue and green parasols
Poke up under embedded palms.
Their bright colors a contrast,
To the monochromatic beauty of these palms.
Under the parasols
Are people
Chatting in intimacy
Drinking java.
The hues of their attire are many,
Bringing a sense of chaos
To the order of this setting.
Disorder from tints of nature.
Their thoughts as varied
As the rainbow,
Of their own little world.
A private world under a parasol.
Filled with laughter and
Shared conversation,
A place reflecting their feelings.
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