Birds in flight painted in cerulean skies
Stars twinkle in the purple moonless sky
Warm shadows in the cool autumn sun
Life, as told by the spring’s day has begun
Hello! Thanks for keeping up with my quirks hehehe this short poem is one of the products of my weird spontaneity. Lol we don’t have winter and autumn here in my country, but one can imagine, right?
Anyways, I’ll leave this baby to tide you over the workweek. Thanks for stopping by! 🙂