It’s a beautiful day of sunshiney haze

 

I’m stumbling through grasses that swirl round my knees

 

I look for the ribbons that herald my friend

 

She brings me fresh Hope and She brings me Chances

 

I bring old dreams that are weary and fading

 

Maybe today I can say what I’ve hidden

 

Maybe today She will listen and bloom.

 

Written whilst listening to Rene Aubry’s song “Fil de Verre” –

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