The oak tree, the moon , they silently witnessedA Poem by Linda alexander
There stood the oak tree sensing all the transmitted waves of his and her thoughts
The oak tree with real emotions I am talking about The blue jays were even discussing about the relation between two How dare those little fragile birds have the nerve to do that The moon was calm, quiet, simply absorbing the warmth of the thoughts passing by The stars winked at the moon through her left eye The moon thought I missed it, no way I got the full depth of it We all stayed there in harmony, how marvelous I wish those moments pass by more frequently
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5 Reviews Added on January 23, 2014 Last Updated on January 23, 2014 AuthorLinda alexanderNew Hyde Park, NYAboutI am a writer and I used to write since I was nineteen years old. I grew up in a house with huge library. I read some of those books to be accurate I will say very few. I saw individuals reading day a.. more.. |


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