This perfect day

As the starry deep black
Of this moonless night falls-
The air crisp and fresh; ushers in those many night calls.

Brings forth too-
The smell of damp, wet grass.
As memories of this Perfect Day,..

Do so, slowly pass.

i, Shiro… (aka R.Roma.)     Martial Artist, Motorcyclist Crash Test Dummy and Research Author. Concentrating on rewriting our World Legends in different Ways.

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