In evening’s dewfall
When light turns itself away,
Windows golden glow;
People slow themselves to think,
Believing love hearts will link.
The water whispers
A song as slow passing by
Geese produce wavelets.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
In evening’s dewfall
When light turns itself away,
Windows golden glow;
People slow themselves to think,
Believing love hearts will link.
The water whispers
A song as slow passing by
Geese produce wavelets.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 