A great calm presides.
Sunshine swells warm and joyful, and the hardwood sings a glowing red.
A distant lawnmower drones steady and stoic, rousing memories long forgotten.
A smile emerges from the still, and a myriad of melodies tumble into one wordless, wandering hymn.
Afternoon light flows through the gently curling leaves, casting shadows on the bright oranges and the vivid greens.
A promise of a beautiful sunset is written in the clouds, the seal to my beautiful peace.
Hannah Csanyi, September 2021
Memories in the Making 
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I’ve edited this poem–Here is my originally posted version:
A great calm presides.
Sunshine billows in, making the hardwood glow golden red.
A distant lawnmower drones steady and stoic, igniting equally distant memories.
A smile comes from a silence brimming with comfort, happy and still.
A myriad of melody cascades into a wordless hymn, an unspoken prayer.
Afternoon light flows through the gently curling leaves, illuminating the bright oranges and vivid greens.
A promise of a beautiful sunset is written in the clouds, the seal to a beautiful peace.
Hannah Csanyi, September 2021
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Lovely Hannah!:)
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Thanks ❤
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