Easter Morning 2010
The entire morning sky is a pale soft grey.
Small raindrops are falling gently onto my hair and hands as I type this msg,
as if saying good morning too.
Leaves are dappled with raindrops and I see tiny pearls hanging off the railing waiting for their moment to fall.
Trails of mists fly into the air as vechicles pass me by, they swirl and spin dancing in the stately silence of the morning.
There is a silence that hangs in the air, almost as though everyone is wont to break the respectful silence.
It's a new day yes?
Have a great day ahead :)
Happy Easter my friends
It's cold, I'm feeling sick and yet I'm still heading to swim.
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Small raindrops are falling gently onto my hair and hands as I type this msg,
as if saying good morning too.
Leaves are dappled with raindrops and I see tiny pearls hanging off the railing waiting for their moment to fall.
Trails of mists fly into the air as vechicles pass me by, they swirl and spin dancing in the stately silence of the morning.
There is a silence that hangs in the air, almost as though everyone is wont to break the respectful silence.
It's a new day yes?
Have a great day ahead :)
Happy Easter my friends
It's cold, I'm feeling sick and yet I'm still heading to swim.
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