thanks, jb
(in memory of good friends, good music, and the Hotel
Massachusetts)
waking soft morning
the gentle music
to the morning
soft breeze peeking playfully through
an open window
teasing the hanging prism on the sill
sending rainbows dancing around the room
completely satisfied
knowing i had nothing to do
more pressing
than appreciate an indian summer day
and enjoy the company
of good friends.
©
2005 Lance Gallup
Words
and Music
Pictures
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