Slight Nuance
Pink and purple on the horizon this morn
Casting purple onto charcoal gray clouds
One lone Blackbird flies across sky forlorn
Nature close_ jet high in clouds flying proud
Mockingbird chatters as he flies nearby
How can he do all that at one time
Sun now orange as a pumpkin up high
Color is so fasinating like rhyme
Fog comes closer this morn, wraps me in shroud
Damp and cool but feels so light like shawl
Crocheted of lightest lamb's wool for bride worn proud
Lavender horizon like winter's day thaw
A few hours' time can make a difference
In nature; as years' changes are slight nuance
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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