A soaking wet swan drifted in dusk, With feathers weighed down and her neck in a husk. Beneath summer skies, she silently stayed, Like a vanishing dream that left just some bread.

Stock photo: A soaking wet swan drifted in dusk, With feathers weighed down and her neck in a husk. Beneath summer skies, she silently stayed, Like a vanishing dream that left just some bread. was taken by mery975 .