Ink and Inspiration
A Selection of Poetry
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Summer Snowflakes
Trickle of sweat
Down the nape of the neck
Bite bottom lip
Are we there yet?
How should I know! I don't know where we're going!
There's no blizzards in sight
But in her mind it's
snowing
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