Monday, 19 August 2013

Evening in a Summer Garden

Wood pigeons cooing their lullabyes. Robins flying quietly home back into the trees. 
Sounds carry from a neighbour's nearby garden; glasses clinking and laughter. 
Above the wall, old-fashioned, full, pink roses seem to glow in the dim, dusky, half-light of a long Summer twilight.
 A wooden seat for dreaming and enjoying the night time vespers.

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