Observational poem.
His hand upon
your slender shoulder,
cars moving, together
you cross the road.
I ponder his
Protective stance
and its absence
In this new world.
Karen Hayward (c) 2017
Image and words
This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees
Observational poem.
His hand upon
your slender shoulder,
cars moving, together
you cross the road.
I ponder his
Protective stance
and its absence
In this new world.
Karen Hayward (c) 2017
Image and words