Winterscore ©
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Leaving, slowly turning
Leaving, slowly turning
As the day rushes without thought
Flying emotions glide and dive
Like a kite in a tree caught
Left entirely still
As the day sits in changing light
Trying to retrieve happiness
Of moments in joyous flight
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