Friday, June 24, 2011

6/24/11

6/24/11
Poetic Asides prompt

Leaving Kaylee

Strawberry cheeks, flushed from
exertion.
You'd been running around all
day,
chasing your cousins; I marveled at your
play.
Now, you cling to your mama, and I
wonder
how we will ever leave
you.
We hesitate, dragging our feet in the
dust.
The strawberry of your hair and
cheeks
staining out hearts and our
thoughts.



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