My Son William

Old rhymes are laid to rest .
Blue waters are refreshing.
The moment of clarity is like
the water to my breathe.

A garden and rose.
A circle and a fact.
The smell of food.

You sense it.
What a smile.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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