Lemon Swirls
Lemon swirls in dusty skies
eyes that chase the sunny
twirls.
Tails that travel the skies
smooth streams of shimmer
blues and puffed white hues.
I could catch a tail
and whirl along so free
in the free flight of
the lemon swirls.
A day in the skies on
the tips of the beams
of lemon swirls way up
high...
Just enjoying the day!
Copyright © Peggy Bertrand | Year Posted 2007
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