In the garden
one hugged a tree,
one reached on tiptoe
to smell a flower,
one strode barefoot
grass tickling toes,
one wandered from bush to bush
drinking in the glories of nature.
one hugged a tree,
one reached on tiptoe
to smell a flower,
one strode barefoot
grass tickling toes,
one wandered from bush to bush
drinking in the glories of nature.
And I?
I could not walk.
I saw the half moon
already shining in a turquoise sky
now and again covered by a patchwork
of grey and pink clouds.
I was spell-stopped
by the pull of the moon.
© 1 Sep 2014
I could not walk.
I saw the half moon
already shining in a turquoise sky
now and again covered by a patchwork
of grey and pink clouds.
I was spell-stopped
by the pull of the moon.
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