Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, April 05, 2007

April Snow

The leaf frozen in an April snow,
like the stories of life inside won't let go.
Silence plays games with the mind,
but this storm is shouting
spring time.
~
Snow laced mountains, skies of blue,
soon will melt into drops of
I love you.

2 comments:

Ph said...

Thanh you for your words because i felt sadness about the precedent message ! Happyness to meet you !
Ph

Rachel C Miller said...

Rougissant> Votre bienvenue ! Bon pour faire votre connaissance.