I last saw you the 5th of May
a date etched on my mind
not a day goes by
I virtually wander the shoreline
kicking up dust and skipping
thoughts once set in stone
it’s evening time but there is no sun
no wind or rain or moon
I walk the trail around the pond
flat blue jewel clenched in my hand
wondering what on earth is
making the water ripple
june two thousand eighteen
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Really love this, John – especially the final four lines – beautiful!
Thank you so much, Kathleen ~ hope you’re keeping cool, dear friend.
Certainly has been a tad warm – smile – have a wonderful rest of the weekend.
WOW. last stanza for me the most too!
thank you so very much