Simple Pleasures Poem by Mary Champion
Simple Pleasures
The delicate percussion
of the rustling leaves,
the soothing sussuration
of a temperate breeze,
the silver sound of birdsong
that lifts the troubled soul,
a warm spring day unfurling
has power to console.
Though brief maybe the respite
from the dreary daily grind,
the joy, while we possess it,
can soothe an anxious mind.
Tuesday, February 18, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,silver,soothing
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