Today is the last day.
The sun rises over the hills
With its brilliant frills of light
Casting finger-like rays across my face.
The warmth of summer
Spreads across the room.
A soft breeze caresses the lace drapery
And brings bright memories to my mind.I wait ...
Feb 21, 2010
Feb 21, 2010 at 6:32 AM UTC
Today is the last day.
The sun rises over the hills
With its brilliant frills of light
Casting finger-like rays across my face.
The warmth of summer
Spreads across the room.
A soft breeze caresses the lace drapery
And brings bright memories to my mind.I wait ...