Bare Foot Driving Days Poem by Diana Rosser

Bare Foot Driving Days



Warm sun strokes
cotton clothed limbs
caressing dormant
youth awake
the naked sole awaits
a gentle push
for these are bare foot driving days
where flowers unfold their petals
for birds and bees
flying fancy on a wing

Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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