Missed Pieces

Wed, 01/08/2014 - 17:58 -- cayc

The sound was of a river

flowing out to sea

My tired eyes grew worried

as it all came back to me...


I saw a face

but it wasn't enough.

I miss that smile

Trust me, I miss a lot


They say a picture is worth a thousand words

It's nothing but a glimpse past and gone


Summer nights spent in Tennessee

It all means so much...


Humming birds suckling sweet necture

Nibbling squirrels chased away by cats


Dragonfly land on the only flower

in the field.


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