19.The silk scarf.
31st August 2016.
Prompt- Scarfs and summers by MissAlmostGrown
The evening bathed in the golden glow of a summer sun.
Fragrant flowers swayed to the tune of a cuckoo's call,
Adorned in the vibrant colours of an imminent eventide,
Nature in all it's delectable beauty, beckoned to me from afar.
Ridding myself of the last clinging traces of lassitude,
I took a look at my drab reflection, clad in the dullest of greys.
Yearning to add a touch of color to my dreary self,
I sifted through the closet filled with greys, more greys and blacks.
My eyes travelled to the old silk scarf, hanging in the corner.
The sweet smell of Jasmines tickled my senses, as I lifted it.
And as I draped the piece of soft silk around my neck,
I saw that the ever effulgent orange has not dulled with age.
It felt as though a lost part of myself had returned to me
And as I skipped out into the beautiful summer evening,
A deep sense of hopeful elation filled my soul.
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