The Other Day
The other day,
the trees blushed
red and orange
beauty
The other day,
the wind serenaded
lush
over the boughs
singing sweetly:
That life is a change,
we greet her smile,
and we see what we hear:
learning, feeling,
knowing, believing,
something:
about the other day
Copyright © Keith O.J. Hunt | Year Posted 2014
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