"Autism & Memoirs of an Old Maid"…C'hele's Story

July 6, 2015

Poetry ~ A Soft Evening

Filed under: Uncategorized — C'hele @ 16:48

Trees speak softly
As they frolic gently with the wind
The deep tones of chimes call out
Wanting to perform along with nature

The moon above is playing hide and seek
But the evening clouds don’t care
A warm, late evening breeze caresses
Kissing a cheek in passing

Not a twinkling star can be seen
Nor a creature stirs or crawls
It is quiet save for the whispering trees
The earth for now gratefully meditates in silence.


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