Autumn softens view.
Faded gold glows with tired dreams.
Trees remember spring.
Victoria Hendricks
November 23, 2010
Nostalgia (nonform)
Come fall I remember
sitting on the curb
feet in the gutter,
amazed big boys
could ride two wheel
bikes and not fall over.
amazed pear trees
dropped leaves as big
as my hand, more colors
than I could count at five.
Victoria Hendricks
November 23, 2009
I love this description of a girl at five. So much in this little poem. Thank you for the glimpse into childhood.
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