SUN-day morning
the sun streaming in my face
Picchu under my feet
a letter written to my friend, Isabelle
with poems hand written
I rediscover who I am
in those poems
I want to hug you today
and yesterday and tomorrow
as the classical music plays
my brunch awaits
eggs and toast with marmalade
of course
the music of life plays
on
each day another opening
Listen
Can you hear it?
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Monday, 24 September 2012
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