Mellow
Poetry
Sep 28, 2021
Mellow tones fill the air.
A flute, a harp, an orchestra.
My eyelids droop.
My mind is still.
I fall asleep,
Against my will.
When I awake the tune has gone,
Calm mellow feelings, linger on.
Mellow tones fill the air.
A flute, a harp, an orchestra.
My eyelids droop.
My mind is still.
I fall asleep,
Against my will.
When I awake the tune has gone,
Calm mellow feelings, linger on.
I am retired, enjoy reading, writing and painting watercolours. I keep a curious outlook on life. Remember the past. Live in the present. Welcome the future