Upon the glades and vales of the wildwoods The Mountain stood quietly by the forest side Sniffing the sweet smell comes from fresh growing flower shrubs The happy birds come flying back home Followed by all pretty insects and the boar herd The skies are tinted with blue skirmish Sometimes it seemed it will rain,… Continue reading Summer Returns: Tale of the Wildwoods
Tag: African literature
Lullaby: Night Rain
Light rain, mild breeze, magnificent shower, Like the faint drums that usher in the noble, Faded lightning, a plethora of tiny drops Those that drench the backyard every night
