Undulate of diamond silhouettes
North wind skirts pirouette
just past a fishing heron
fingerling samurai silver shadow
breath so deep it echoes
not one golden dream left behind
you’re where I’m gonna be forever
(for shelly)
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Ah, such a poignant poem. Thanks for sharing . God bless. e/s
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thanking you!
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