A Wet Stroll

by Kulbir Bhalla

Hardly sizzling,
It's drizzling
With chill in the air
And trees so bare.

Soggy is the ground
With stillness around;
I look for a bird:
None can be heard.

Thru woods I walk;
With nature I talk;
She sings a song
As I saunter along.

29-Jan-2017

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