She found leisure
in the simplest pleasures.
A soft breeze’s draft,
a summer bloom waft…
Any tickle of her senses
or the comfort of silence.
She didn’t need
anything or anyone…
Just for the sun
to rise up and set down!
Simplicity,
her chanted motto.
Her only wish,
her ultimate goal!
Via today’s Word of the Day Challenge prompt: Leisure
Cyranny's Cove 
So lovely and positive!
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Thank you Suzanne 🙂 Really glad you enjoyed your read! xx
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Great to see you really getting into the poetry C, like this well done!
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Thank you Kate 🙂 Always such a pleasure to know that my humble words resonate with you 🙂
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lol please don’t be humble .. you have talent!
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