Wednesday 23 April 2014

Everlasting Evenings

The breeze blew through her hair,

She shut her eyes and took a deep breath,

Then blew it out, with all worry and care,

Smiling, her eyes opened and gazed at the depth

Of the orange sky above the brown-grey terraces;

The blushing sun and loving, familial embraces;

The majestic birds skimming, dodging jets and kites;

The sighing cloud witnessing the marriage of days and nights...

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