My Words

Every word can tell a story, what matters is who speaks it

- Jan 30
Eyes

Fresh cut grass

Deep green tea

spring buds

of the tall old trees

vines climbing

over sides of southern houses

sweet peas

spring dresses

weeping willows

after a cold calm rain

and a hint of

that glimmering sun

all look at me

so lovingly

in your gaze
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