We awoke to tangerine light
and softly I gathered the diamonds
you scattered for me during the night.
Silently birds of paradise
made crowns of flowers around us.
This America,
this land that once stole my heart
has taken it,
once more.
Tender is the heart~
that does not wish it back.
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A sound of birds singing
It's early. And almost a year since I was here. I hear a sound of birds singing outside my window and a dog barking down the street. ...
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I saw him walking with the sticks bundled , under his arm. Shuffling along slowly going home, to his fire.
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ReplyDeleteIt's a work in progress, I promise . :-)