I held her hand
as we watched the sky
the first
warm spring sun
setting
casting shadows
on the mountains
capped with ice
we watched the clouds
form fluffy shapes
plume and billow
“It looks like a mushroom,”
she said
I nodded
and we fell asleep
Monday, January 12, 2009
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4 comments:
That IS what she said.
The images and emotions here are simply beautiful.
Thanks, it is nice to get positive feedback from a more established writer.
Oh I love. You made me feel as if I was actually there too!Well done, you.
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