It's a NEW DAY...

She sat on the lilac-covered veranda...
on a blanket made of CRYSTAL and Cinnamon...
And she tore away at the petals of a "gilded flower"...
All the while wondering where the road would lead her..
(She hated the word "PATH")...
But not as much as she detested the word "JOURNEY"..
ewwwwwwwwww
In any case, there she sat...in deep contemplation...
as the "much-too-early" heat enveloped her in its VORACIOUS GRIP...