I walked out one evening, ,
as the sun was setting low.
Trees were whispering in the breeze,
as it yielded a gentle blow.
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This is beyond a 10. Nice choice of soft flowing words. Your poem is beautiful, thank you for sharing.
Spontaneous move of rhythmic evening. Soft are the words with pleasing softness of the life itself... If life would be so refined in daily tune...alas...nowhere to attain on the surface. Regards, pranab k chakraborty 10+(if server does not betray)
Absolutely wonderful poem Ernestine, beautiful imagery and colour. x