Sunlight fogging through
Sleepy trees eyelashed with
Dew...

Noises. Dogs shuffling
Empty bowls...a
Bark...

Playpens. No rattling,
Crying. Thumbs in mouths.
Eyes...

Soft lashes brush
Lower lids. Mothers tiptoe
Breakfast...

Sunday.

elysabeth faslund

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Ernestine Northover (7/8/2008 12:39:00 PM)
This is just lovely. Gentle and dreamy. Well done. Loved it.
Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

Helen Unknown (7/8/2008 9:46:00 AM)
Beautiful imagery here Elysabeth. Lovely. HG; -) xx

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