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Jul 2014
sitting at the table
making origami birds
with empty foster labels
untold are his words

she floats onto the dance floor
like the awakening of a dream
a single stitch in time
a moment in a need

she turns her smile upon him
a glimmer in the moon
holds her hand out to him
a hush falls on the room

he folds the last seam on the wing
the edge is good and tight
they step onto the balcony
sending origami birds to flight
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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