My poem for the day 24 Read Write Poem prompt. This one took a couple tries.
The window is open
The breeze hits me hard
And like a new beginning
It sweeps through the house
Blowing past our memories
Tempting them to fall off the walls
Whispering love is blind
Our footsteps tell a different story
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yes yes yes and YES for a wonderful little poem Jessica (such a great name),,,my oldest daughter is Jessica also
ReplyDeleteoh that flows and travels as light.....though i do not think this reflects the contents... humble pie
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and expressed!!
ReplyDeletelove the line tempting memories to fall off the walls, isn't this where so many of them live? Nice poem.
ReplyDeleteI like ambiguity of whether breeze or footsteps are whispering love is blind
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