slow dancing with the sun—
humming when I forget the right words
always I forget the right words
*
trying every key
only to find this garden gate
opening from the inside
*
the questions
unanswerable—
asking anyway
March 16, 2016 by Rosemerry
slow dancing with the sun—
humming when I forget the right words
always I forget the right words
*
trying every key
only to find this garden gate
opening from the inside
*
the questions
unanswerable—
asking anyway
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That garden gate, a slow dance for sure. Sometimes it takes people, me in particular, forever to figure out the obvious. Well said.