coloring book
the crayons please
plinking the piano keys
just passing by
tree in the forest
xxx & initials too
pin pricks in the night sky
connecting the dots
6 after-diner mints
arranged in geometric style
moon landing
footprints in the dust
we come and go
branding the empty places
drifting memories
life simply rearranged
a path of our own
beyond the hills
- September 19,2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good passing show on a perfect poetic canvas...well done 10