mardi 15 juin 2010


When the skies are rosy pink and swallows cry at dusk.
Breezes caress you,
As trees sway playfully in the summer light.
Church bells chime at seven o'clock,
As birds fly and spread their wings
On this blissful summer's eve.
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3 commentaires:

Maron a dit…

Lovely poem!

Sandy Coleman a dit…

I love your beautifully colorful work and your poem. Thanks for stopping by my blog.

miz katie a dit…

Ooh, I can see you like bright colors, also. Lots of red..just like me! Thanks for leaving a comment on my blog. I have enjoyed looking at your paintings.