Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Looking through the window

"Looking through the window..."

my eyes caught the sparkle
of a mystical, magical land

The horses ready to alight
on the minutest of sleighs
barely visible to mine orbs

"Wait for me"
I whispered
but the light
was changing

As I turned for my cape
snowflakes floated
no longer sparkled

Looking through the window…

© Wendy Burton
November 2006

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