Feathers
Feathers
When I hear the sound
of sadness. And the light is broken
by the silence. Of the trees.
I know all the birds have flown Away.
Their wings like words whispering
Your name
Charles Coakley Simpson
Charles
sound of sadness Indeed, Charles but wonderfully illustrated and written… xPenx
May 20, 2013 at 11:47 am
it was almost like a feather touching me as I read it….soft…quiet….wanted it to go on even…..very lovely
May 21, 2013 at 4:05 am
Wonderful photo, she seems so lost in her melancholy…
March 21, 2014 at 8:06 pm