A Delightful Little Village

Watercolor on paper by Eric Buechel

The Little Village

by Eric Buechel

In a quiet glen where the wildflowers bloom,

Nestled between hills, dispelling all gloom,

The little village awakens at dawn,

With whispers of nature, a new day is born.

Chirping birds flit through the branches above,

While the sun spills its gold, a warm hand of love.

Children's laughter dances on soft summer air,

As they chase through the meadows without a care.

On cobblestone streets, the market comes alive,

With vendors and townsfolk, where friendships thrive.

The scent of fresh bread and flowers in bloom,

Fills the hearts of the villagers, dispelling all gloom.

As twilight descends, the sky painted red,

The village gathers, sharing stories instead.

Under stars that twinkle like diamonds above,

They find in each other a sense of true love.

In this little village, where time seems to pause,

Life flows like a river, with nature’s applause.

A tapestry woven with laughter and tears,

The little village holds all our hopes and our fears.

Eric Buechel Fine Art

P. O. Box 277

Pleasant Hill, Tennessee 38578

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