Apr 2015
last night
i dreamt of home –
as my soles kiss
the verdant hill
where i used to nurse
my bruised knees
and broken kites
the moon sings
and my shadow dances
with the blades of grass.
i dreamt of home –
as my soles kiss
the verdant hill
where i used to nurse
my bruised knees
and broken kites
the moon sings
and my shadow dances
with the blades of grass.
