It creeps, slowly
Is Santa baking his biscuits?
Or have the Martians arrived for their Summer Holidays?
Perhaps somewhere in the world they did it
Did what? Better do not ask
Take a photo in memory
Of the day when the warmth arrived in the sky
Lovely shot and serendipitous write.
ReplyDeletegorgeous sky... imaginative thoughts!
ReplyDeleteWherever it came from, lets hope it's a 'good' warmth!! Lovely shot.
ReplyDeletelovely photo and wordy drama! :-)
ReplyDeleteA poem comes from that sky :)
ReplyDeleteLove the photo... Love the poem!
ReplyDeletevery warm photo and words!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful contribution Pat ;)
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