A
Pale moon
Bleach bluing
The snow.
A
Clear sky
Pierced by countless
Questions.
Shadows
And darker shadows
Casting doubts
And deeper doubts.
And
Dearest You
Within -
Smiling,
Warmly smiling,
Smiling through
The transparency
Of it all!
© M. Barrett – all rights reserved
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