A glorious moment to yourself
a meditation by dish washing
two butterflies on a red fence
a bicycle that's happy in the rain
the small music of machinery
the open book of a friend’s poems
a sonata heard from afar
a hand reaching in from nowhere
the tears of joy that don't stop
perfect time before the fall
the sorrow of wisdom’s hold
a breeze when you really need it
surrounded entirely by beauty
surrounded entirely by beauty
breezes on demand!
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DeleteA beautiful poem Rob - a real stunner:)
ReplyDeleteYou are kind, dear Kristen.
DeleteOh Rob,' a bicycle that's happy in the rain' - so good!
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