morning chill
raindrops fall on these flowers
awaiting May warmth
laying in bed
listening to the raindrops
warm under the sheets
drifting in and out of sleep
so hard to leave my dreams
those chiming bells
echoing in this loneliness
their hollow call
© G.s.k. ‘16
Wow ! Great use of words in these forms !
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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excellent post
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Thanks! 🙂
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