A beautiful day.

The leaves have crisp reds, soft yellows and bright oranges.

The sky is deep blue, the clouds a fluffy white mass.

The grass is green, perfect green.

The sun is bright.

A dog is playing, but I can't hear it.

A family runs and shouts in the sun, but I can't hear it.

I could never hear to begin with.

Author's Note

I can hear fine, i wrote this on behalf of my brother.

Reviews

[Stefanie Holmes]

I love the simplicity of this poem. Your descriptions are crisp and in a way... delicate. I liked it.

~Stefanie