A Soft Day.



Day of dampened horizons, hidden

'Neath cottonwool skies, softest grey.

Green loneliness in differing shades

Bids you walk their tranquil way.


Sharp cut songs of birds to flow

Cleansed of dust, crystal clear.

By gentle rain your face is  blessed

With lover's kiss of tenderness.


Muted air of whispers tongue

Shall stroke with breath of silk.

Will draw a velvet cloak around,

Bestow to you all calmness found.


















Author's Notes/Comments: 

It was a damp day, the air very soft. No one else was about, which gave it a great sense of calm.

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