Monday, February 6, 2012

Random poem by Marie

Full moon rising February 6, 2012

Sun setting behind Denali simultaneously with the moon rising

Tiny pine cones(about the size of my thumb print)

Moon's full in my side view mirror
Sun caresses Denali's head...
Hill's are growing taller
Reaching for the cloud's as a blanket...
Snow, we wait for your departure,
You've been here now for quite some time...
We know you won't be here long,
So we wait to dance in Summer's light.

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