MONO MONDAY - TIME
As we gazed through the
diaphanous early morning light,
nothing seemed to matter
except that we were together
And we had time -
all the time in the world -
and nothing could take that away.
In the silence,
the coots’ calls echoed around us -
and in the eerie half light
we saw a sleeping swan
in the middle of the lake.
This was a misty November morning
and it was truly beautiful.
© Maureen Iles
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