Solo
Drifting skywards from the lamp-lit street below, A whispering and blue ephemeral echo, A beautiful sound, That swirls around, And resolves at last to a saxophone solo. More limericks at https://musing75.wordpress.com/limericks/
Drifting skywards from the lamp-lit street below, A whispering and blue ephemeral echo, A beautiful sound, That swirls around, And resolves at last to a saxophone solo. More limericks at https://musing75.wordpress.com/limericks/