Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, September 07, 2015

and so it is written anothe page of life.

Freedom ...when your soul soars
 and your heart follows...I am free.
The leaves are falling
as autumn is here.
I am driving the road
without a care.
Sharing in some laughter
a smile or two,
you are my everything
and I love you.
Simple little chores mean nothing to me,
as long as you are here each day feels like spring.

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