at the seashore
wind of summer through my hair
the shortest night
© Chèvrefeuille
water moved softly round my toes
sultry air caressing me
wispy clouds across
boats rise and fall in the lock
lazy hazy day
sea lay without a ripple
cupped my hands and drank water
drips falling from lips
ah, the sweet taste of heaven
cool and refreshing
rough winds shake the darling buds
more lovely and temperate
palm trees swaying
clouds scudding across the sky
heaven knows why
have picnics by the seabed
open sunlit grass, cloudless
splashing with the waves
friends waiting for the sunset
the joy of summer
light of the silvery moon
never ending stories
all through the night
singing and dancing with joy
tired and sleepy
birds flying as dawn breaks
memories on shortest night
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
Enchanted!
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thanks, Carol 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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So many enchanting stories you’ve penned…so dreamy.
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thanks, Cheryl-Lynn 🙂 glad you like them ❤
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Lovely images. Marie
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thanks, Marie 🙂
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