Grey Sky Morning.

A grey sky morning, stillness in air,

a tender odd breeze trapped in her entangled, soft, curly hairs,

a dove sitting still, savoring the warmth of her cozy hands,

she, standing unmoved, caressing the bird’s soft feathers,

as though her own very dear child,

a silent conversation, an unspoken message,

a promise to care, an abiding so pure, so dear.

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A grey sky morning, stillness in air,

a tender odd breeze trapped in her entangled, soft, curly hairs,

a drop of rain water on the window reflecting dream of life and hope of love,

the green ambiance witnessing re-birth on this earth,

a sleuthing for a better vision,

small pools of rain amongst the lush grassy fields,

a promise to care, an abiding so pure, so dear.

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A grey sky morning, stillness in air,

a tender odd breeze trapped in her entangled, soft, curly hairs,

a hope to smile, courage to speak, an intention to believe,

a desire to flourish, befriending an acquaintance,

an adventure into the dreading sea, a game of no competition,

the embracing clouds, the song of stillness,

a promise to care, an abiding so pure, so dear.

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A grey sky morning, stillness in air,

a tender odd breeze trapped in her entangled, soft, curly hairs,

memories of some one very close, a temptation to fly,

a feel of solemn belonging, a ridge of rainy clouds against the sky,

a drop of rain messaging here cometh the rain, once again,

a peacock so pleased, the dove turning to see her into her eyes,

a promise to care, an abiding so pure, so dear.

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