Angels’ breath


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We sat quietly last night upon a hill and watched the sun go down, reflecting on our fathers and watching daughters and sons walking with their fathers enjoying a rather special evening.  I heard many bells ringing and owls hooting as the sun melted into the soft blanket and then darkness fell.

Angels breath floats

On tangerine waves

Over turquoise seas

As serenity breathes.

Magical evening


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As evening weaves
Her magic,
Soft, rippling
Waves,
Lulls signets and chicks
Into a web of
Nurturing dreams.

As serenity captures
The sun’s cooling rays,
Evening sighs
And closes
Her eyes.

Inspirational evening


Spring’s warm glow,

Romantic mists flow

In the Celendine and Snowdrop breeze.

Optomistic swallows tease,

Young greens twist

Through reeds.

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