A Poem Of A Random Summer Afternoon

Wind Chimes

Ting ting tinkle tinkle

Softly do they tinker,

Ting ting tinkle tinkle

soft, soft and softer...

Once again they fade away

Creating a deep silence

Deep, deeper within the yellow day.

But while the warm dry wind blow

And make the chimes go

Round, round and rounder

Again soft, soft and softer

and they fade away...

Creating a sweet pause

Sweet, sweeter within the yellow day.

Ting ting tinkle tinkle

Melodious they tinker

Ting ting tinkle tinkle

Soft, sweet and nicer

and after the vendor cries away,

The tinkling do fade away...

Creating a drowsy hush

Solemn & solemnly within the yellow day.

And while the orange sun glow

to make the wind chimes go...

Tinkling and sparkling the light

Creating the last beautiful sight

Of the day to welcome

The gravely night.