Sunday, December 4, 2011

Common Sunshine

Conversing with the light,
rebirthing sight,
running from the night,
we just might
do it right
and enjoy the flight,
from guilt to wisdom?

This common sunshine
aging the vine,
drying the line,
baking in those fine,
bittersweet memories;
halcyon trinkets
for our time.

Jeff Swensen

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