quietly
walking through every day
everyday falls around me
like a heavy snow fall
thinking about the wind
and the rain
seeing the sunshine
through the clouds
hearing the leaves
as they fall to the ground
watching the wind comb
the grass
feeling the fog
lift from the morning
listening to the meadowlark
in the field
looking over my shoulder. . .
the sun is starting to set
You do great work. I love this poem and the photo you put with it. I do most of my stuff on facebook/heartunes
ReplyDeleteMy face is old too. I am 56
candace sturtevant
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Thank you!!!
ReplyDeletesorry I forget to check for comments :-(