After the rain <br />The air hangs <br />Fresh and cool, <br />As by a stream. <br />While on the pale <br />Crumbling wall <br />Ivy gleams <br />With a strangely <br />Captivating light. <br /> <br />And yet it is only <br />Half as bright <br />As new-leaved limes <br />In this urban glade, <br />Where wrens trill <br />And yellow archangels <br />Flower in the shade. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright Susy Evelyne 2006<br /><br />Susy Evelyne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yellow-archangels/
