Ah, Sunday!

Lovely poetry for a Sunday . . .

Richard M. Ankers - Author

Sunday stands apart.
A day to rest and dream,
Place for thought and reflection:
Clouds drift in languorous ease
The wind wafting them farewell;
Flowers bow petaled heads
In reverance to a sleepy sun,
And even the starlings chatter quietly;
The usual hurly burly subsides,
Aggregations put on hold
And all
And everyone
Breathes deep.
Ah, Sunday!






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