As evening falls
At the closing
Of a warm Autumn day
And dusk tints the sky
And shadows form
I like to walk barefoot
Upon the dew kissed grass
It is soft and cool
Beneath my feet
I love the feeling
Of the cool misty air
Its gentle touch
Cool upon my skin
A soft breeze stirs
And caresses the leaves
I look to the stars
To guide my way
The moonlight is clouded
But it lights my way
As I search in the night
For an elusive flower
Its delicate perfume
Scents the evening air
Its perfume beckons
But eludes me still
Its mystery remains
Veiled by the night…
Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
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