Prosetry Fragments

Prosetry Fragments


Sun kissed morning

canopy of trees over the walking path

with so many different coloured leafs

the sound of bird songs overhead

lapping waves of the lake

a gentle breeze to caress my face

yet home calls my name

…till next year

…till next year



pink myrtle blossoms

gently waving in the breeze

a change of seasons



ProsetryFragments051716A©Leonard.C. Gesinski All Rights Reserved


4 Responses to “Prosetry Fragments”

  1. Heartafire Says:

    I love this poem. Reading it is like awakening to a new start

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