Richer.A Poem by Fay Slimm![]()
Richer.
No matter what business may pour into making fortunes there are always spots of caught gold atop stillness of water
and silver on sticklebacks splashing in crystalline shallows as shy kingfisher on river bank dips jewelled wings as he passes.
and sapphire as sky-tint changes when sun colours rising day with pearls on horizon lacing grey clouds in priceless diamanté.
What could be richer I ask. © 2020 Fay SlimmReviews
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