Wednesday, July 1, 2015

setting and rising

it was a time in her life
when the blinds were drawn
and the doors locked tight

but on sunday afternoons
she rode her bike
to the edge of town

where she watched the sun
go out of sight
and the stars appear

through the dark
of night

"I've loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night."

1 comment:

  1. Terry I always love your imagery while makes me reflect....