Simply Poetry

A Rustic Sky

When the sun fades

behind the hills

the moon peeps

a glowing light illuminates

the waters of hope

even in the days of drought

a moment of charm

inspires a dream …

somewhere

a rainbow

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Comments on: "A Rustic Sky" (4)

  1. I like your poem so much, Iris — yes, somewhere there is a rainbow, always.

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  2. Oooh, that is just lovely.

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