Sweet Sound of Laughter

A pond walled in with trees draped with thick moss, Two sisters sit on a stone cross clearing. Brighten by a warm predawn glow across, Swiftly dipping honey round and veering. Two sisters sit on a stone cross clearing; Nesting birds singing in the trees so tall, Swiftly dipping honey round and veering. It's peaceful shadow quiver as leaves fall. Nesting birds singing in the trees so tall, An awe gleamed, on the girls' lovely faces. It's peaceful shadow quiver as leaves fall, On the shallow pond that goldfish graces. An awe gleamed, on the girls' lovely faces, They giggle splashing water with their feet, On the shallow pond that goldfish graces. They unleash fresh sounds in the air so sweet. They giggle splashing water with their feet. Brighten by a warm predawn glow across, They unleash fresh sounds in the air so sweet. A pond walled in with trees draped with thick moss. 5/26/2022