A Winter Afternoon Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
A Winter Afternoon
The smoke that comes from the neighbour's chimney is
Waltzing with the sunlight and wind
Deeply the light is falling
As I watch it floating into infinity
Layers of blue becoming a yellowish-red hue
As the trees sway with the smoke
They play tag with the cold, winter breeze
Softly the sun goes to sleep timely
As I have my eyes close into the darkness
Of late afternoon
The hunger doesn't cease
Until the night's feast arrives
The hunger doesn't cease Until the night's feast arrives all poets of PH are my friends AND SURELY one is you too
The hunger doesn't cease Until the night's feast arrives.. night's feast. thank u for your expressions of love. tony
A charming winter evening (specially countryside) .Very beautiful.
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5/16/2024 11:07:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Softly hoes the sun to sleep, beautiful.