High Note
This evening never seemed so nice, at the end of a daylight breeze....
Sunshine without thick humidity
Where the crickets sing around me
A break from gray filled rainy days
The sky prepares for the sun's colorful departure...
Fresh air in mountains splendor
Everything has its value, simple nothing more
All the while, green leaves wait to change color
Come sit next to me, surely you will feel it and see
It's not in the place of society that makes things work
With all the deadlines, promises or a perk
It's the place one must choose to be, on a high note to be free
Heidi Sands
8/23/23
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2023
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