Cherry Filtered Evenings

Richard M. Ankers - Author



Cherry filtered,
A wall of white masks the evening sun.
Such an abundance of beauty,
A plethora of imagined snows
Piled row upon row,
Tier upon tier,
For idle passers pleasure.
I’ll miss you in the summer
When emerald filters the daylight
And the world lacks your subtle bouquet.
I think I’ll tarry beneath your boughs a little longer,
And soak in the early evening
As your guest.

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