Lin Lane Poet Rhyme

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Like Breath On a Feather

Such a simple little thing
jostled my memory to fore.
Sitting on the back porch swing
while he hummed his music score.

Mountains capped with snow,
in the distance, I could see.
Cold north winds would blow
but he was there with me.

Morning coffee on our swing
warmed me deep within.
To my lips a smile he'd bring
when he'd say, "I love you, Lin."

Behind us, a wisteria vine in bloom
What plans we made together.
All of them faced doom
blown away like breath on a feather.

I took the swing with me.
Honestly, I couldn't bear the thought
of him sitting with another 'she.'
That would break my heart.

Four years it has been stored away 
with the memories I hold.
I saw the swing yesterday...
Such a simple little thing, left me cold.

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White Sage February 7, 2016 at 2:58 PM such lonely write Lin, heartfelt...i can remember a swing too, but it was the one that slammed my face on the sand...lol, keep up well Lin, superb you are! Lin Lane February 7, 2016 at 3:49 PM Oh Ouch, that must've hurt. Thanks for reading me, Sage.

Eve Roper February 6, 2016 at 3:45 PM Lin, a very nice and touch memory a 7 :) Hugs Eve Lin Lane February 6, 2016 at 3:58 PM Thank you very much, Eve ;)

Jill Spagnola February 4, 2016 at 7:48 AM Lin, this is an awesome write and put to rhyme as well. Your imagery portrays sincere nostalgia...it's still cold enough for a fire :), peace, jill Lin Lane February 4, 2016 at 7:52 AM Thanks so much, Jill. If I'm reading your last thought correctly, it may be a fitting end for the swing. It IS a bit chilly in New Orleans today. ;)