Journey Back to Self through Art and Story
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Poem for a summer day
Breeze blows through the open window
arms and legs stretch, waking slow
sunlight filters in through night closed shades
time to rise before early morning fades
Clouds white and puffy in a sky so blue
ah, the perfect summer day, this is true
KD
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