seeds
water calling
rainbow dreams
falling
trying to see
crying to believe
where morning stalls
before the eyes of dusk
shadow light
across water painted
open palms
staring
daring to concede
Certainly a handful to understand, but not a handout. With palms open. Could be a reference to Palm Sunday, but I'm finding that hard to believe as I read your words.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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