My mind and heart are so full right now. Art, love, Olympics, you name it.
So here’s a little poem I’m working on, and then I’m back at it:
fireflies and waterfalls,
birches and aspens
and your hand in mine
salt breeze on warm skin,
sun sinking into gilded sea
and kisses like a penitent’s prayer
the first sharp edge of autumn,
clear nights lauding familiar stars
and a lifetime of loving you
-Mel Eatherington, 07.26.21
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