Missed Pieces

Wed, 01/08/2014 - 17:58 -- cayc

The sound was of a river


flowing out to sea


My tired eyes grew worried


as it all came back to me...


 


I saw a face


but it wasn't enough.


I miss that smile


Trust me, I miss a lot


 


They say a picture is worth a thousand words


It's nothing but a glimpse past and gone


 


Summer nights spent in Tennessee


It all means so much...


 


Humming birds suckling sweet necture


Nibbling squirrels chased away by cats


 


Dragonfly land on the only flower


in the field.

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