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A PROMISE

A PROMISE

A Poem by Quickbeam

Wind whispers through the trees in into the valley dark and green. 



Dew drops fall passing strands of silver. 



Birds call in orchestra on swaying branches. Singing of the nights dream of silence. 



Bright blue bloom under the shadow of fir canopies. The yellow speckled grass of spring. 



Trickle wash of a stony stream audible through the passing fresh air.



 

The promise of a day to come 

© 2017 Quickbeam


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Quickbeam

3 Years Ago

Thanks :-)

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Quickbeam
Quickbeam

Auckland, New Zealand



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A newbie to writing and realise that it might be a thing for me. My vivid imagination needs an outlet so lets see :) 9-5 job living in Auckland. Surfing, running, guitar, gaming, engineering, thai.. more..

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