breezy

This week’s writing challenge for WOLF PUBLISHING.

The memories of carefree summers. Photo credit Sonny Spencer.

In grey mornings when it drizzled
The roses washed their faces,
I dashed to my fluffy white rabbits
To tie little red bows and bells.
Meadows topped with daisies,
And lambs played in streams,
I ran after butterflies
Blue, pinks, and greens,
But won that little one
With such so vibrant hues.
When evening covered the day
Fireflies illuminated grasslands,
I grabbed some in glass
And giggles at my prey.

Today the sun still rises and
Teal sky meets azure sea,
In horizon a septenary bow
Yet appears with all its glow.
Pure soft sand is marked,
With the blues of past waves
Forlorn I sit here
Wishing to swim back again.

© 韩瑞雅 Han Rui Ya