That Day
Early Spring
House wide open
Music blaring
Curtains flutter in the breeze
A perfect day
An unexpected call
Her life changed
Immediately…
That day…
Music died
The Sun stopped shining
AND
Her World stopped
Turning
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
The only reason for being a professional writer is that you can’t help it.
~Leo Rosten~
Sep 02, 2013 @ 08:33:31
🙂
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Sep 02, 2013 @ 09:30:47
Thank you!
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Sep 02, 2013 @ 16:45:22
This is absolutely beautiful. So simple and so effective.
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Sep 02, 2013 @ 16:51:55
Thanks so much for your comment … really makes me feel like I did what I intended to do with this poem.
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