Monday, November 16, 2015

Park Day

"...but I'm free!"
She says to me
"My sandcastles
my walls
have all been
taken by the sea
and I'm really free!"

And the way
the sunlight
catches in her long lashes
I know it's true
I am quiet,
for seeing
where Jesus
has come
deserves a pause
a breath...

and her laughter
carried in the wind
is water and food
where I am

"to be continued..."
she says
A teared smile and a kiss
the little ones
are waiting...
in flower halos

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