O Evening!

Moumita Dutta posted under Poetry Tale-a-thlon S2: Poetry on 2022-08-25

As I sat by the gurgling brook one evening The brisk breeze carried a song, melancholy I wondered if it was a lover grieving; The bucolic landscape had vibes so holy Amidst the rain, the fog rose to the hills steep Faraway, shepherds tended their flocks of sheep; The mystical escapade made my heart soar It healed and revitalized me to the core.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!