summer’s night
a lace curtained breeze
caresses my cheek
there
at the window sill
a firefly
lights our small corner
and then
like the breeze
is gone
Tag Archives: gentle thoughts
little mother
sitting
in a green chair
the little mother
marks time
in half hours
summer heat
summer heat
the sun forces me inward
dreaming
quiet footsteps
on cool tiles
the gentle silence
of you
spring moon
sunset
a pale spring moon
patiently awaits
the evening star
cockatiel
tiny bird
its presence
fills the room
a wakeful night 