Serenading rosebud in the orange gut-wrenching dusk.
branches spread scattered above head
leaving wailing shadows to the flower and its visitor.
branches from all colours of trees

AfternoonRain you drown out the birds that sing and flowers that grow and you make the green more green the grey more grey the brown more brown the wet more wet and the dry more wet the laugh more laugh it’s okay for you to sing your song as long you want then go away and close your eyes i know you sure will be back AfternoonRain