Afternoon shadows,
lighting a pattern on shades;
it feels like summer.
The sun shines warmly,
and a breeze is kissing you,
like some fine romance.
I sigh with relief,
it’s done and I rest my pen,
but just for a while.
As complex as simple is.
Afternoon shadows,
lighting a pattern on shades;
it feels like summer.
The sun shines warmly,
and a breeze is kissing you,
like some fine romance.
I sigh with relief,
it’s done and I rest my pen,
but just for a while.