Friday, June 11, 2010


Photo by S. Auberle
Because it was a shiny morning
out there, drawing on the sidewalk,
and the chalk felt so right in her hand,
because the boy was at his finest--
blue-eyed, dimpled and grubby
as only a five year old can be,
because he melted her heart
when he said that the man he drew
has only seven hairs on his head
and I have a thousand
because the sun shone down upon them
and somewhere, out in the desert,
a wren sang his cheery song,
the woman knew, beyond all doubt,
this was a perfect moment.
~ mimi


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