Fleeting Thing

a poem that I wrote today

about the wind

has blown away

my similes

once children clapping

became their pillowed smiles

when napping

meanwhile

I’m left counting words

which skitter swift

as hummingbirds

oh a poem is a fleeting thing

a trace of music on the wing

glinting sunlight in the eye

whispered prayer

blissful sigh

moment’s grace

frowny face

heartbeat beating

delightfilled

fleeting

7 thoughts on “Fleeting Thing

    1. So happy to join hands with you in this joy, sweet Pari, , to share the journey and the dance…blessings and love to you!

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