A quiet corner

I like the sound of silence calling

Autumn leaves from trees a falling

Lovers walking holding hands

Dreaming dreams of future plans.

Where wishing stars from outer space

Spray brightly on a warm embrace

Sunset shades. A lover’s kiss

Of happy hours we reminisce.

Whispered waves on golden shore

Against the tide we’ll row no more

A quiet place to meditate

Take a breath and contemplate.

J.Poet 7 ( wordverse.me )

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Lines from the National Botanic Gardens