All is well, the sun is shining, and the sky is almost blue
Except for raging traffic & chimneys obscuring my view
That's when I saw them walking hand in hand
I didn't ponder on their destination
As they'd already arrived
With the language of Love flickering upon their lips
And a gentleness smiling in their eyes
Observations of two passerbys, disguised as strangers--
May their love survive the oftentimes tragedy of life's day
I sent silent well wishes, as they strolled away...
The infant school over the way has remained quiet all day
It's the end of the school term, they're on their Easter holiday...
I've missed their playtimes, when the little darlings squeal with glee
They have no problem leaving the classroom behind
Life is now, this their spontaneity doth remind...
The brownhills have fallen silent, the rush hour is over
Peace abounds, alive with nature's uncomposed symphony
Nests take repose in the welcoming limbs of the wisdom trees
Whilst the songbirds serenade Creation, oh so mellifluously...