Sonneteers Forum Promenade
Promenade17 Years AgoPromenade Bells across the meadow ringing carried on the evening air. In the distance choirs singing a sense of peace beyond compare As we walk my love and I hand in hand: We always do, we pause and watch the darkening sky as it becomes a deeper blue. Denoting day is nearly done. Its time to wend our homeward way. Without a word we turn as one as our rapport comes into play. When we reach home we are content our evening stroll sufficient. 4-Aug-07 |
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