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Quote 5/5/10

kathyjane
14 years ago

The sounds of children's laughter

skips through the ferns that have

unfurled their way up the hill towards

A swing cleaving the sunset.

Soaring upwards, a birds' nest is caught in

the crosshairs of a pair of tattered little sandals

reaching for the moon. They fall back and away in

retrospect as little toes wiggle with giddiness.

Kitchen aromas bring to a standstill

the swings' arcs in the darkening air

and it will be left hanging there sleeping,

until the sun has his turn to be toe-tickled

tomorrow.

The day say good-night

and the night says

sleep tight.

KJ

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