Quietude Shared

In the gentle embrace of a porch's shade, Two souls sit, their hearts in a shared trade. The woman's hat, a straw-woven nest, Guards her face, where focus finds its rest. Beside her, a man, his hat a darker hue, Sits in contemplation, his thoughts anew. Together they sit, in a moment so serene, Their newspapers, a bridge to worlds unseen. The wooden bench, a witness to their peace, A backdrop of whitewashed walls, their worries release. The trees beyond, a soft and leafy sigh, As if nature itself were watching them, passing by. In this still life, a story unfolds, Of love, of life, of moments young and old. Their hands, a map of lines and stories told, Their eyes, a window to the hearts that hold. In quietude, they find a peaceful nest, Together, in the warmth of love, they rest.