Silver shimmering on the water,
Heavenly fans of light shine down
From the evening sun, well hidden
Under black clouds, a mourning gown
*****
There’s real promise in that vision
Of a beautiful time to come
All worries will evaporate
Like those clouds, until there are none
****
Carole Parkes (Copyright June 2014)
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About caroleparkes
My husband calls me a butterfly because I flit from one hobby to another. Apart from being a wife for 52 years, a mother of three sons, and a grandmother, I'm also an author, genealogist, amateur artist, a lover of most needlecrafts, and occasional poet. Of the above, my most enduring interest has been writing and I hope to be doing it well into old age.
