Thursday, 30 July 2015


The  Autumn rain has stopped now 

But not the drizzle and spray 

Heavy with the rain drops 

The flowers of the morning  bow down  and sway  

Perched on the wet branches, fluffing their features,  the little  sparrows chip away 

As clear water glides over the smoothed pebbles 

Lost in this sparkling beauty 

Sitting under the shade  of the cherry tree 

I wonder !

How can this be! 

Just another day! 

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