last night
mixed in with the fallen leaves and snails
and we walked over unknowingly
with laughter and slight sighs
the closer to feeling, the more we talk to ourselves to fill silence…
I wonder what you would do if you knew.
the sun is always in our eyes when we smile.
December 10, 2007
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very nice.
Thank you
Absolutely beautiful poem. I feel like I’ve been in that exact same spot you’ve described. You described it perfectly.
Thank you, Steve. I was hoping I was able to convey it.