Dandelion Hill by Bobbi Sinha-Morey

I followed you into the distances
of the afternoon, a bronze butterfly
in my path alighting on the tan trunk
of a tree, blowing in the summer
wind like a leaf. Up ahead you
stopped and waited for me on
Dandelion Hill. It was then you
wrapped your light around me like
a tiny star, and I blessed you with
the love rising up inside of me.

 

 

 

 

Bobbi Sinha-Morey lives in the peaceful city of Brookings, Oregon. There she writes poetry in the morning and at night, always at her leisure. Her work has appeared in a variety of places, such as The Helix, Pirene’s Fountain, Plainsongs, The Laughing Dog, The Path, and Black Fox Literary Magazine. Her books of poetry, Crest of Light, The Glass Swan, and others, are available at www.writewordsinc.com. In addition, her work has been nominated for Best of the Net, and her website is located at bobbisinhamorey.wordpress.com.

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