Thursday, June 25, 2015

Anne Tibbitts writes


The rain in your hair
There is always blue sky around you
We are on a train in another country
All we need is a cup of tea
Some bread
A piece of fruit

The rain in your hair so fragrant
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  1. DuanesPoeTreeJune 25, 2015 at 7:37 AM

    I think this poem sings, line by line. Very nice!

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  2. SeoulDaveJune 25, 2015 at 8:21 AM

    I see each image as I read this delightful little poem over and over

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