Written for:  Carpe Diem #1140 arriving at the right moment
“How often we can say “I was on the right place at the right time”? I think we all will have such experiences. You walk somewhere and you see the most wonderful garden in full bloom. You were there at the right moment. You listen to the radio and than there it is that song that brought you and your loved one together. You were there at the right moment.”

the sound of rain
on young leaves of Ivy
I bow my head

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

tulip gardens, rain stops
sun covers sky and field
each color in full bloom



About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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