It is Sunday morning version2

by Ole Carsten   Mar 18, 2012


It is Sunday morning...

And I'm with the camera,
skipping frames and kodaks -
myriads of pictures taken...

Recalling places,
skies and fragrances,
thinking about the heat...
though I'm wrapped up
in the cold.

I kept touring around,
thinking of love...
how you share me strength,
and I bid you romance.

Corrections is made based on kind comments from Lebanese Phoenix

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  • 13 years ago

    by Ole Carsten

    Hi all

    thanks for kind comments

  • 13 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    Love it my friend :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Ms Happiness

    ^^
    yup I agree with Abed:)
    I love this gd job:)

  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    Ole that is sweet from you.. your warmth in every piece is always enticing!
    great..

  • 13 years ago

    by Ole Carsten

    Thanks and supporting with in a poets club is fantastic

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