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fourth floor
by Emily Davidsonhis bedroom is
on the fourth floor
and from his bed
we can see out the window
there is no ground in sight
no buildings
no trees
just sky
and the sun rises, shining
its rays straight through the glass
on to us
where we are sleeping
and our feet
are peeking out from the sheets
05/16/2007 Author's Note: i know it's simple, but it was such a beautiful moment.
Posted on 05/16/2007
Copyright © 2024 Emily Davidson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/16/07 at 04:25 AM Simple can work just as well as anything. And I'd say it definitely worked for you. |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 05/16/07 at 05:41 PM its simply so sweet. i love it. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 06/06/07 at 03:34 AM It is a beautiful moment... Nothing wrong with somplicity. Love this. |
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