Close to pond’s edge,
Their toes in the water,
The trees stand in their
green dresses,
waiting, arms extended,
for the night.
Oh! the dance of sunset and
trees,
the breezy dip and sway of
branches,
The long, slow glide of light
down limb and trunk.
You paint the most sigh-evoking pictures with your words. Thanks for that.
ReplyDeletea very serene moment....and you put me right there...
ReplyDeleteOne of the best I have read
ReplyDelete...the long, slow glide of light down limb and trunk ...
ReplyDeleteGlorious!
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I see them standing there, waiting. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
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