Failure and judgment is a burden
Reserved for me to bear alone
I cast no blame to share
My acceptance severs tarnished bonds
An epiphany waiting to be plucked
Monday, September 5, 2011
Autumn’s Morn
Dawn fades on the newborn day
Tears of night cling glimmering to emerald tufts of bladed grass
Morning’s breath caresses naïve skins like a forgotten kiss
Life coalesces in this moment, for all is possible
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