Ending the Day

Late afternoon.

It's pinkish-purple
The dark covers only in the right places
A comfortable silence, rips through the town
No one is out, no company to look forward to
Solitary, hopeless bliss
So much to say, but no one is talking
The thrill of the day is melting away
The smell of sweet grass
The feel of the breeze
The leaves move slowly, so delicate
The ending of the day...
depressing as it is
It's a relief, almost a slight sense of hope
For the days to come.

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

Enjoyed the flow of this esp 'Solitary, hopeless bliss'

[Ariel Olivia]

Thank you so much :)

[Whiskurz]

You have talent my friend.....You write beautifully......Whisk

[Ariel Olivia]

Thank you so very much for the wonderful review. I appreciate it. :)