Saturday, August 25, 2012

Summer's Bounty



Some days I wish that placing my finger on time might keep it from slipping away ... 

Moments, blessings, memories ... beauty streaked with Blue.



Some days I wish that placing my finger on time might keep it from slipping away... 

My boy,
Growing!
Curiously gazing,
Seizing everything new.


Some days I wish that placing my finger on time might keep it from slipping away ...

A canvas splattered,
An arc of color,
Phosphorous kisses,
Fire bleeding into you.



Some days I wish that placing my finger on time might keep it from slipping away ... 

Books weighted in honesty.
Sharing, showing, cracking open their souls.
They fill me with sadness.
The realization of what is true.


Some days I wish that placing my finger on time might keep it from slipping away ...

New friends
Old souls
Who knew?