Cherry BlossomsA Poem by SKIP FahertyCherry Blossoms Here I sit, eyes half shut. Dreamers’ shadow, cool comfortable
sensation. Summer snow, Rose colored. Sailing with no wind. Ah, your stilling
touch. Mental treasure. You bring your yearly yearn. You have stilled my searching soul. Delight
bringer, joy ever bestowed. Long I have awaited, that I have learned to know. © 2015 SKIP Faherty |
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