gently the birds

So pretty here
gently the birds 
gently the trees

the wind light and moaning
She tempers her breeze

The water line laps
A blue green delight

It needs not to eat
It  had breakfast

Last night

A suicide they say
some guy not too old
Depression they say
removed now, away

and I hope now he'd had
a good supper himself

that the water felt warm
that his soul now is blessed

so so blessed,

M