creative capers

Light, #6


The fabric
faded floral
tosses in the wind

sheet smelling of lemons
brushes across face

tickling emerald grass
caresses feet
bare caked of summer

popcorn sounds
of laundry line
chasing breeze

running through the
rows of Grandma's line
I catch sight

Little girl
blonde tossed curls
eyes starry blue

Reach to catch  her
Slipping like a whisper
through fingers

musical laugh fades
sun beats on bare lawn
And I remember innocence.


Tell me what's on your heart~

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