They are like dainty threads
of silky silver linings in the sky;
interwoven like magic
delicately handmade with care
forming into soft snowballs
hanging up on high.
They are spread like blankets
in the canvas of my mind
waves after waves of masses
cotton balls and fairy flosses
gently blown into the air
suspending above the sea.
Lo! the picture of you appears
In the midst of my thoughts
Smiling, waving your hands at me
As I keep looking at the
tapestry in the sky.
~greenmeadow~
2/18/2006
this is the one I had a hard time with critque box coming up I really really like this one!