ice blue shimmer
swaddling a snowy city
morning is being delivered
at the library’s
side door
i crosswalk dash
through breathy billows
from my rose red lips
a parliament of cellos
cooing ave maria to a piano in my mind
focused on the coming coffee and time clock
when the man walking passed me
lifts my trance by smiling
sweetly, simply he says,
“beautiful…”
2 replies on “sweetly, simply”
Love this…thank you for sharing, dear A
No, thank you, sweet Terry!