Friday, 8 February 2019

A cold day in summer

Lifting green umbrellas
Seeking rain and sunlight
Whatever falls is accepted
Not confined to the sky

Slow gliding rain-beads
Slipping down windows
Clinging to the warmth
Of teasing fingertips

Extraordinary sombre eyes
Fill the silence with sound
I love cloudy mornings
You love the storms

© F Reynolds 9/2/19

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