Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Sunflower

She lingered about a little

& as I watched her spirit
Glide & dance around her
Sunflowers crashed her shoulders

Subtle-breaths covered
By consciousness hid away

The grand joy that her sight had spelled
a soft parade of prayers
half danced & walked away
through the sun drenched seconds of that day

She half stranger, half friend. . .

didn't want to let it slant that way

"Smile my way"

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