Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, October 03, 2016


The passing of a season
documents all right and wrong,
reminding us of time and
the waiting of your arms.

Tears have fallen
as I don't feel so strong,
wobbling inside myself
knowing where I belong.

Summer birds migrating
and winter birds in song,
prepare to challenge
the winter dark and long .

Reaching for the sunshine
to dance my day with you
and knowing that you love me
will surely see me through.

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