Saturday, October 1, 2016

A Girl



A foggy night, a lonely spot.

A white back in the blizzard air.

A mid light gleaming in an only place,

Just a thin tear drips slowly down.

The night is a blur of dancing cloud mist.

Butterflies prance with the moon light fog.

An only girl sitting alone,

 a dark flower hat,

on the top of her head.

Her brown hair sways shinning with light.

On the red vest

that was fancily made.

Smooth sewed quilt laying quiet as a mouse.

The soft wind blows through the lantern below.


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