We Saw Stars Fall Poem by Thomas Plotz

We Saw Stars Fall



Light shimmering through the old
Fox Ridge Pines,
Dancing between, the needles of time.

Snows melting,
Snows melting, under the pines;
Under the pines, again.

My, memory, of you, is coming,
back to me again.

And your love, you shown to thee.

Under the pines, we saw stars, fall.

T. Plotz 1-19-2015

Monday, January 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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