Online Journal of Poetry
Volume 2 Issue 3 June 2004
 

 

We All Fall Down
by Kristy Baldwin


Night befriends the day The sun casts a calming light across the child’s face Along the newly birthed horizon, she sings of ashes and posies. A handsome breeze asks her to join him, she obliges and waltzes along the innocence that was once mine. Opening my eyes now, her sun soaked face a memory. Running faster I stumble on the shadows of her simple porcelain steps. Ear to the ground I listen for a whisper for some invitation, but I hear nothing for even the breeze knows that I have forgotten how to dance

 

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