sunny days

Sunny days

 

This is a beautiful warm day after a cold night

I chanced it and went for a walk to the woods

the track was now widened for cars.

The pace ended abruptly by an iron fence.

I could see no house, but someone had made

a statement – nolle me tangere.

I found another track the lead into the next village

but it was too overgrown, and without my dog

to lead the way, I gave up.

  I strolled across a field where sheep were busy eating

  All the red flowers, the scene looked like a painting

  I leave it up to you to guess who?

 Saunter among olive tree; they are so old make me

look like a tenderfoot; my feet we're back on the asphalt

Road, tired they were needed a rest, so, we strolled home.

 

◄ whrn the mind speaks

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