Anne Walsh / Poetry

Mimic

The day tries to be
                   as beautiful as you
                                      How she mimics your eyes in the dawn
                   How she dresses the wind in your soft T shirt
How she laughs sideways at me
                                                                              when I don’t hear what she says
How she paints her doves with the same colour wingtips
                                      How she escapes me

© Anne Walsh

Photo by Tad Boniecki from soler7.com

Photo by Tad Boniecki from soler7.com

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