Hey, there you are. I found you.
All along hiding in my backyard.
Up and down the High Street
amid the dense foliage
of Friday shoppers I chased.
You weren’t there.
A glimpse slapping at the ribs
of a broken home.
Hope.
Again you shrank
Until, dejected, I returned.
And here you are
emerald through the cup of tea steam.
Who knew?
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 11:20 AM UTC
Hey, there you are. I found you.
All along hiding in my backyard.
Up and down the High Street
amid the dense foliage
of Friday shoppers I chased.
You weren’t there.
A glimpse slapping at the ribs
of a broken home.
Hope.
Again you shrank
Until, dejected, I returned.
And here you are
emerald through the cup of tea steam.
Who knew?