Once we climbed hills in a breath
contemplated clouds as
fantastic ruins on the horizon
Now you are silent, I don’t know
what light your eyes see
Wind and sea both murmur
the poetry of things insinuates
into our hearts.
Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond
This is so lovely, Kim!
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Thank you Betty, this poem is straight from the heart.
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I can tell — it really moved me.
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