The sky fell into pieces. Falling, falling, summer nights are far too often dark and lonely. The sky, a usual blank canvas for tomorrow's masterpiece, folded slowly around me. Slowly, slowly, blanketing me in quiet warmth. Breathing becomes calm as dreary eyes droop sadly. Sleep, sleep, goodnight dear one. Another day will come again.
xo
ps- I know, I'm a dork for not posting last week. forgive me?
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you are so good. and we all forgive you, it just goes hand-in-hand with what the blog is about. ;)
ReplyDeletewow. this was awesome. katie, you are such a poet! ♥
ReplyDeletethat sky is gorgeous.
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