on our walk back from the sea
growing amongst the jasmine
and i promised them one last berry tart
because i knew there would be no more
as things turn, like the season
and they each had a book about
things a part of our day
and heroes
and we all watched the sun set
believing in miracles
Lovely
ReplyDeletethis blog is really blazing these days; extremely impressive, and it couldn't be more credible about where or whom it's about.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure that's fair
i hope you are able to smell the eucalyptus laurent
ReplyDeleteand the roman pine and rosemary...
the sea is warm
and the fishing boats are illuminated at night in the bay
because the salmon are running...this all for you too
xox
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