Out into the soft grey
Of a rainy day
Summer sits softly
On the purple clover
Of overgrown byways
Fallen stars of
Golden buttercups
Light the fields
Like fallen stars
Shining through the mist
Drifts of pink cranesbill
Waving in the breeze
And a cloud of golden
Tinkling finches
Sprinkle glitter as they go
Over fields of white clover
Deep as winter snow
#CoSopoetry