Thursday, June 13, 2013

composition 15

come rest for a while, my love
your shoes look too tight
take them off and spread your toes
here at the ocean's edge
come rest, rest for a while
come rest
come rest for a while
here where the forest meets the water blue

remember the clovers picked by small fingers
pressed into pages beside the faces
beautiful, beautiful faces
love deeply, ever more deeply
love deeper still

does salt water hurt your feet?
lay down here and rest now
though weak i am,
i care for you


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