The Path
The blue sky
Touches two
Horizons,
Yours and mine,
With light,
Cliffs with clover,
And a path
That could lead
Our souls
To come closer,
We could meet
In between,
And watch
The sun go down.
Copyright © James Fredholm | Year Posted 2016
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