Nine Times

Written by: Russell Sivey

A view beneath the oak tree was sure beautiful She waits for him to come, a heart bountiful Her eyes viewed only what was lovely and wonderful A tenderness she held deep within her pure heart Living with peace, she waits for a new start Water laps up to the shore near her feet Making her warm life whole and surely, wondrously complete Nine times has she ventured down to this lake Her soul’s his if he would come and take
Russell Sivey Entrant into Tracie- Indigo Dreamweaver's "9" contest 1/10/2013