I
see light cascading through the trees
And
feel the calming, cooling breeze
And
walk on with a sense of ease.
The
sun-rays fall like drops of snow
Inquisitive
of the scenery I begin to slow
To
admire the translucent show.
Looming
silhouettes are all around,
Leaves
are making an eerie sound
Blowing
across the autumn ground.
I
like the sense of being able to roam,
But
beckoning is my humble home
As
I now feel so incredibly alone.
©
Andrew Stevenson 12/03/2017
A re-edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
Another awesome piece, Andrew, with a surprising punch at the end! Well done ~ sorry you felt so alone.
ReplyDeleteThank you Louise, for your kind words. Glad you liked it. I wrote this piece for a Creative Writing class assignment many years ago. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
DeleteYou have a wonderful way of expressing yourself.Another great verse Andrew.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Thank you Yvonne, for your kind words, they are greatly appreciated. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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