White Swans Poem by Phil Soar

The crimson sun highlighted the evening mood
As white swans glided on a mirrored lake
They danced as moonlight wafted in on evening tide
And nothing in the scene could have been faked

Regal necks that stretched into a hazy light
Resplendent on the cool and spring like air
They moved as snow across a frozen thoroughfare
So silently as ghost like figures there

Paired for life, and moving with a common goal
They made their way as moonlight filled the night
To rest awhile beneath a tree lined waterside
A truly warm and welcome evening sight