arrows
so I look at the picture
forming arrows now
as the willow tree
listens hard
a tear falling
just beneath
happines passing by
and me waiting
steal in every second
thorns and relics
just a morning away
as I adjust the light
forming arrows now
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-05-15 at 22:09
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