Silent

Silent

I awake and lay listening

Cuddled warm, wriggling

Beneath a fluffy downy quilt

Relax comfy without guilt

Listening, listening to the silent

Whispers from streets so quiet

Daring to sit up tall in my bed

I turned to the window, lifted my head

A muffled silence was all I heard

As with the pooch I conferred

We silently rose to peer outside

Delightfully excited at what we would find

A delicious snow-covered world

Looking like a netherworld

Soft fluffy silent and white

Oh it was a delicious sight

 

5 thoughts to “Silent”

    1. We lived in the Okanagan and had two lakes, Okanagan Lake and Skaha Lake. An older teenage girlfriend asked if I could do. The days reached 120F so the water stayed incredibly warm, and with the lights reflecting off the water, it was the most beautiful serene blissful couple of hours I’ve ever enjoyed. Truly remarkable and fills me with warmth and joy even today. Your painting instantly reminded me of that moment in time so I can’t thank you enough!

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