Hush

Sunday

Beyond her window, the world rests

Stone still

Hushed

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As snowflakes tumble

It’s quiet out there

Her eyes look up

For a moment

Imagines herself a child again

Hands raised

Twirling, wondering

beneath a halo of white

While the world stands

Stone still

Hushed

And it is achingly beautiful there.

 

 

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Anna G. Watson

~ write like a painter

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