Sunday, March 20, 2011

Anything Creative Assignment

A Comfortable Silence

The breeze is soft,
It's hardly even there,
It's almost as soft,
As his hand brushing my hair.
The porch is peaceful,
As the dogs run round in the yard,
I move a little closer,
And fit perfectly in his arms.
The swing goes back and forth,
As I sip my ice tea,
I can't help but admire,
The man sitting next to me.
When silence can be comfortable,
It's quite a beautiful thing,
And sharing it with someone so special,
Reminds me off all the happiness life can bring.

1 comment:

  1. Good stuff. Makes me wanna go to Tennessee and sit on a porch swing.

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