Damp 2

DAMP 2
Where three valleys meet, past Dovestones, a drizzly day.                                                                                         Low cloud hugging hilltops, a gray shroud.                                                                                                                 Misty weather, nature’s world grey and grand.                                                                                                                    No sun here on this day.                                                                                                                                                      Grays matching dull green landscape.                                                                                                         Raindrops slowly falling,                                                                                                                                                  drifting down to the reservoir.                                                                                                                                        Gentle wind blows over the water leaving ripples.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015



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