sonata winds its way through my thoughts
The way the sun throws its beams on the ever changing world
has brought memories long buried
in the attic of my consciousness to the surface
flower-bed of my mind and memories burst
through like sunflowers growing out of the soil of my thoughts
I see the sunlight embracing the world in good-bye
while drenching everything else in a molten bitter honey glow
can make me want to sigh while hope grows in my heart
The two emotions blend together in a dessert of salt and smiles
If I see your face glowing in the dying sunlight,
Your smile will reassure me that dusk is not a time for dying
nor a time for sighing
Ophelia Leong is a wife and mother who loves to write. Her work has been published in Mothers Always Write, Allegro Poetry, and Assisi: An Online Journal of Arts and Letters. She is currently working on her first novel. Check out her blog here:ophelialeong.blogspot.com.
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