The evening sun

shines through the lens of my looking glass.

Drums beat in the distance.

Couples

young and old

stroll hand in hand

with no care for tomorrow

happy they are

beware clouds could fall.

A tourist with an I phone

takes pictures of my town.

Dogs run off their lead

they didn't see.

Silence the drums.

The church bells ring out

is this what it is all about ?

Strobe clouds

baby blue sky

the worries on my shoulder

float away with the breeze

almost unseen.

Beauty all around

gentle waterfall flows.

Young adults with their peers

they know not fear.

Flower beds

stand proud.

The people dispense

now

there is no sound.

A train passes at 8.45 pm to the city.

Steamline bushes

so they can't pounce and hide.

This place is for peace

not Bonnie and Clyde.

A man with a dog

walking stick

needs no hit

just  a cocoa when he returns home.

As for me

it is an hour of tranquility

till I hit another wall or fallen tree.

 

Photo of one of my suncatchers made by self.