Friday, May 4, 2007

Snap.

It's very windy
and my family gathers together
under the clear sapphire skies.
The hot sand squishes in between my toes
and the water makes us all want to run.
We stand still,
wet up to our knees.
Everyone is hugging.
The rounding of the earth is visible on the horizon
it looks like the end of a CD curve.
The wind is blowing,
chilly, yet warm.
The sun makes up for the cold.
It's like upside down gravity,
the inability to frown,
I hear the fake snapshot from our camera
as my father softly spoke,
"I love you guys."

1 comment:

Katiedogg said...

Oh, you are a poet! I like the title, too.