On a gray bench she rests
with faded hands
eyes half open to the forest
at her feet a blanket
of pink sand delights her
senses rinsed clean by
pure turquoise
dreams of Saturdays and
lazy afternoons floating
in circles beneath
a gliding hawk while
dogs barked and
distant mowers groomed
the knotted fringe of day
(c) 2017, by Hannah Six
Image: MabelAmber
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