We Look At the Sky
The purplish mix around the pale horizon
Gleams with a sparkle of twinkling stars
The soft breeze that sways the golden tree
Chirps merrily with stretched edges of the snowy tufts
I look at her eyes, and how she glows
In approval of the settling beauty, she meows.
27.7.2021
Bite Size Poem no14
Line Gauthier
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