Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Wound Tight

I know just how they feel,
Waiting for the sun to rise,
Shine on them,
Warm them,
Coax them open,
Envelope them with his light and love.
So tightly wound, ready to burst,
I know just how they feel.

2 comments:

  1. Thank you, Sister of my Soul...they grow on my front porch...and I adore them. Come and see, one day, love...

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