Split pea soup

Thick as thieves and split pea soup
Quite a pair we two
Morning light and off we go
On tiptoe quiet

Alone in thought
A song or three
In harmony
Dancing all alone

Fingers tapping, arms raised high
Peek to see who’s watching
A smile, and laugh
Sweet memories reborn

Not mom, nor wife
But child again, transformed along the path
Dreams take flight
If only for this hour

The girl within
Is young again
On these still walks alone
When morning dawns bright

* submitted for Amy’s ‘Five-Minute Breakfast Poems.’

Author: Tara R.

I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.

9 thoughts

  1. I like the feeling that I’m peering into a special, solo moment. And this:

    The girl within
    Is young again
    On these still walks alone
    When morning dawns bright

    Who we are in our hearts is so dear, isn’t it? Great job!

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