When thoughts turn
by 
joanie
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Posted: Friday, February 18, 2005 Word Count: 38 Summary: Yet another result of gazing at the apple tree outside the window, looking for inspiration! |
Your branches
sharp against the clearness,
ready to snag cotton wool
pulled off across the sky.
Your life hidden.
My life
intense within its confines,
longing to catch misted memories
plucked from another season.
My roots laid bare.
sharp against the clearness,
ready to snag cotton wool
pulled off across the sky.
Your life hidden.
My life
intense within its confines,
longing to catch misted memories
plucked from another season.
My roots laid bare.