Poem of the Week...Young Hearts
When fear and worry overwhelm and I sit in darkness instead of light just before paralysis and gloom overtake me, I remember that night. A childhood memory so innocent, of two friends dancing with the moon, capturing lightning bugs in our hands, eating just ripe plums, early for June. We climbed the dewy mulberry tree hand over hand, high up the branches, dangling dirty feet in the summer air, laughing at danger, taking chances. Moon glow, backyard shadows, Fresh breezes, trees, green smells, young hearts, unrestrained, exploring feeling the pulse of life in all the world. _____________________________________________________ ©Kathy Mackey for Sedona Coyote Poets 8/12/2020 |
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