The sun is shining like a pearl under sky's azure.
The last spring days say hot goodbye with the bright bloom
of frail azaleas in an old pretty garden.
Small weightless clouds of the flowers look like poufs.
Spring wind's forgotten warmth is fondling very tender
thin brittle brown branches of the exotic shrubs.
Pink colored petals are astonishingly waving
as wings of butterflies from distant south sites.
It seems one more warmth wage will bring them to the heavens.
They'll left the olden place, uncovering the grid,
which is for them a harbor. Time is quickly fading.
Time's washing up bright colors in fast moving streams...
by Thea Ariss
30.05.2025
The last spring days say hot goodbye
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2025
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