Morning went quiet like angel hands
touching the depths of unreleased grief.
Outward clouds receded, revealing an
Egyptian blue sky.
An envelope of breezes slipped with small
notice over warm faces.
Blond uncombed hairs twist like
holiday flags under boughs of summer.
Words opened with birthday surprise, fulfilling
desires while holding dreams yet released.
Sunday afternoon lifted itself like a wave
full of promise.
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