Sunset. A swan plays in the river, unaware of its beauty. A warm ray of light enhances its movements like a focus in a stage. A few feet away, a duck seems to float on gold at this magic hour. What better show than Nature?
Despite its troubles
Playing at the sunset
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Lovely. 🙂 Wonderful images in this prose poem. <3
Thank you for taking the challenge.
I’m so gladyou’ve liked them. Thanks a lot
You are very welcome, Olga. 🙂