Tuesday, February 7, 2012

For Matt


we walk
the wooded path
each day a new journey
trees lean into our space, sharing
bird gossip about our aging
comfort, as wind wraps us
intimately
we walk



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2 comments:

  1. BrianFebruary 8, 2012 at 7:16 AM

    "Trees lean into our space"...what a lovely line. A romantic poem without being cloying. A delight.

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  2. Kay TracyFebruary 8, 2012 at 12:31 PM

    Thank you, Brian. It is heartening to know the lines that resonate with you.

    Always,
    Kay

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