Friday, 10 June 2011

Seventeen

as you, today, flow into the sands,
the skies and the rippling seas of life,
all will pause, and lift their faces and hands
to wonder if porous joy or fleeting strife
will shape the rainbow bands

that will today encircle,
yet set you free.

For my daughter- 29 July 2008



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