Hush
Sweet silence surrounds us.
My dear, hear the hush
out here in the country
away from town’s rush.
Out here are serenity’s
meadows so lush.
This spot where we’ve chosen
to sit feels like plush.
And listen, my dear,
to the song of a thrush.
It sings to the tune
of a stream’s sudden gush!
Feb. 27, 2023
For Writing Challenge -H Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2023
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