Perhaps I’ve sat
Up here
Too long
But I could see
In the air
Tonight
A castle
Or was it a fortress?
Or nothing?
Against the gold over there.
– Gill McGrath. Diary.
Tag: sad face
Hide & Seek: for grown-ups*
I followed you through the trees
Now I am vanished
Sun scorched
Between fallen leaves
Rain on my face
Rain in my mouth
I am drowning
I hear your voice
When will you find me?
Gill McGrath©
*photo,words coming from the forbidden edge of local golf course!
Kite News is Good News…
Dear Pollyanna
Just realized today
It’s been
One whole year…. and
The Kite who lives
At the top of the Hill
In a tree
Is sitting there still-
It’s a bit less pink
Has less of the blues
But that in it-self is
A bit of good news!
Right?
Gill©
Gill McGrath 