forgiveness.
The wet trees sway their memorized dance,
raindrops stare through the fiery mist.
I question the fog on love and loss.
fall brings the orange and brown and red.
Maybe this is why im writing now.
Like the time when I lived in utah snow.
we drove thru the blackness everyday.
how we marveled at the diamond surprise!
laughing at the fabulous contrasting light ( Read more... )
raindrops stare through the fiery mist.
I question the fog on love and loss.
fall brings the orange and brown and red.
Maybe this is why im writing now.
Like the time when I lived in utah snow.
we drove thru the blackness everyday.
how we marveled at the diamond surprise!
laughing at the fabulous contrasting light ( Read more... )
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