Reflection
while hills taunt us with scrubby tufts of green
the long fingers of the sun
stroke the horizon
a jet splits the sky with a cloudy tail
rattling the window's glass
and my reflection
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Contest: "Through My Window" sponsored by Nette Onclaud
By Carrie Richards 1/2114
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014
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