Wednesday, November 10, 2010

far away

1
the moon cracks a thin smile
the night is such a young thing
the darkness is
stars just being born

the darkness is
receding of now
how memory is dressed
in twinkling dark

2
the moon is new
her mouth is slowly opening in song
night by night

3
grandpa
i will miss you
lake by dawn, mist on air
unknown catch out there

grandma
sure as workworn hands
love in each thing she does
i will miss you remembering me a child
and laughing light-eyed
twinkling back the years

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