Three Days of RainA Poem by Kelly Scheppers
Three days of rain and the willow bends its branches low, like the pendulum sway of a grandfather clock… like the guileless accordion of fingertips gliding gently across a lover’s brow.
© 2008 Kelly ScheppersReviews
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16 Reviews Added on February 7, 2008 AuthorKelly ScheppersSan Diego, CAAboutI was never a pearl kind of girl... always wore jeans with holes in the knees. more..Writing
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