Daylight drifts in
Through the slits of the
Washed out white window shades
The first real glimpse of the day
The first real notion of possibility
The pine trees look higher than before
The pavement looks cool enough
To glide on
And the sky is as clear
As the window itself
Reflections of what the day could be
Silently,
Peacefully,
Float along.
Comments
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Wonderful imagery. Wonderful repitition. This whole peice was amazing. The words kept me waiting for more. Great peacful beautiful write
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wow
that is a very peaceful poem and thank you for your note on my poem.
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A very nice write. Lovely imagery. I enjoyed reading this very much. I think you did a great job. Very nice.
Kelli
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