One of those days

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo


There are days that hang in memory

Like the fine mist of morning,

Gilded by the risen sun.

Momentary splendours, full of light

Sun-kissed days, on hilltops touched with snow

But whispering of Spring

Snowdrops’ promise pledged beneath the trees,

Handfasted to Summer’s warmer glow,

The breeze a fanfare, laughing.

Today was such a one.

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